Exploring the Moors

She arrived earlier than she had planned to and Benson informed her that Mr. Müller had gone for a walk. "Perhaps you will like to wait in the drawing-room until he returns," he said. "Do you know where he went?" she asked. "Perhaps I can join him." "I believe he might be somewhere on the …

The Intruder

A storm was raging outside.  The rain was beating relentlessly against the windows.  The lightning flashed across the sky and soon followed by the loud thunderous clap.  She hated storms. And being alone in the house didn't help the situation.  She chided herself for coming ahead of the family to this place which been closed …

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