Want to start from the beginning? Here’s Chapter 1 and Chapter 2.
After conducting a thorough search of her house to ensure she really was alone, Sarah quietly cleaned up the mess. Shaking her head, a picture began to form.
She’d been through a messy divorce that had all but destroyed her sense of worth. She’d tried many times to write her next novel but finally gave up as the words choked in her throat, then vanished altogether.
Life moved on without her adding her voice to the narrative.
Forgetting the truffles, Sarah made herself a cup of chamomile tea, adding a touch of honey. She took her cup to her chair to sit and think for a while.
Suddenly, she heard stomping from the back of her house, approaching swiftly.
