Monarch of the Glen
Monarch of the Glen - a short story - by Eve Adorer ? As she heard the sputter of the motorcycle, Marie McLeod’s bright blue light blues, glanced sharply up over the rim of ‘Racing Review’, as too the rim of her dark blue shades: this could be it. ? This could have been it five times before, but this could be more it than the other five; at least maybe. ? Despite five previous false ones preceding, prevailing alarm, or at least alertness still stirred Marie, and prompted a nudge of...