A Meeting with sister Emily
The hallway was cold and drafty. Silently I stood outside the oak-panelled door, softly kicking my heels against the wall. I had endured the first half hour of my wait with a growing apprehension and now, chilled and weary, I could feel the fear gripping me, wrapping itself around my shoulders like a dark December night.'Come!' summoned the voice within.I straightened my blazer, skirt and tie, pulled the white socks up to my knees and fearfully entered sister Emily's study.I had been inside...