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The Unseen Path – Part Forty Three
Where was he? Over an hour late, no replies to texts. After her cousin had left she had spent the day working, then getting ready and then cooking something special for him, even getting out [more…]
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The Unseen Path – Part Forty Two
Well, he and they had tried. He had felt that he had to go and spend Easter Day with Sally’s parents; after all he had nowhere else to go other than work. He had driven [more…]
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Tilda and the Witches 3.5
ACT 3 SCENE 5 The same Rock overlooking the Chankly Gorge. Enter FELIX, bearing a Horn, VISCUS and SOLDIERS.
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The Unseen Path – Part Forty One
Gigs were ferrying people to the island, their small sizes requiring Gillian and Petroc to go separately from them. The previous day and night’s cold front had pushed on inland, leaving a cool but fine [more…]
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The Unseen Path – Part Forty
GOOD FRIDAY Ten minutes from the farm, the sun sinking in the west, the American girl dozing on the back seat, at least she wasn’t arguing now. If Helena hadn’t gone with him to [more…]
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Tilda and the Witches 3.4
ACT 3 SCENE 4 A Rock on a snowy Mountain, overlooking the Chankly Gorge in the Valley of the Drongo. Enter FELIX and VISCUS.
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The Unseen Path – Part Thirty Nine
Well, he had made the last train back from Brussels to St Pancras; that was one of the few things about the day to give him any satisfaction. Following the previous week’s meeting, he had [more…]
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The Unseen Path – Part Thirty Eight
By now, they were on top of the bell tower looking over the eastern half of the island, just below the level of the walls of the fort on the slope above. Market gardens and [more…]
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The Unseen Path – Part Thirty Seven
IT PAUSES, MONDAY BEFORE EASTER, HOLY WEEK An early morning start for the whole household, Martha, Iltud, Sally, Josey, Narin and an insistent Sam, who refused to be left behind; fresh clothes, big breakfasts, [more…]