Sharon Taken Roughly in the Kitchen
I prop my bicycle up against the inside wall of the porch, slip my key into the lock of the front door and let myself in.I divest myself of my back pack dumping it on the table in the hallway and then walk into the large L shaped lounge and dining room.I slip my work jacket off and place it around the back rest of one of the dining chairs.I become aware of activity from the kitchen – Sharon must be home early.I fancy a cup of tea so I head for the kitchen.As I enter the room I find myself...