GhostChapter 10
As Marek and Heather crossed the threshold of the door Marek felt the tension on the lead change. Looking back he saw that the collar now seemed to be around the neck of a young girl wearing a raged and dirty shift, he guessed about seven or eight years old. The girl looked at the lead being held by Marek. “Have you come to take me for my ‘peration?” she asked him in a small voice. “Um, ‘peration?” Marek queried. “Mummy said I had to have a ‘peration to stop my baby factory, she said my...