Happy Monday! :D I...did not think I was going to be posting today, since I was out of the country last week on vacation. But in the end, how could I pass up the opportunity to write a chapter in a story about English characters, while in England and France? :) This was written in Paris, on the chunnel, in the countryside and in London. Edited over the Atlantic and when I got home. A truly cosmopolitan chapter! :p
So...enjoy! :)
Title:
Where Late the Sweet Birds Sang (Chapter 8)
Rating: M.
Summary: For the past year and a half it had been only the three of them in the house. And the empty room across the corridor.