How It All Began Ch 04
The sounds of car tyres on shingle pebbles roused Jack from his slumber. Fay gave Jack a small nudge, ‘Wake up sleepy head.’ The car approached the brow of the hill and Jack through sleepy eyes saw Ottershaw Manor loom large in front of him. There was Gothic, mock-Gothic and many variants of in-between, this place was impressive in dark grey granite, all that was needed was a cloud of vampire bats to complete the look. ‘Fucking ‘ell.’ gasped Jack. ‘Good ol’ Auntie Tanya.’ Fay gave Jack’s...