Chapter 17: An Intruder in the Cottage

FRANCESCA

The sound was swift but I heard it. It was the steps of a person walking around the cottage and I sat up in bed, wondering who it was. I knew it was not Madam Creese or was it?

It was too early for her to return from her long trip. That morning, she had dressed up in her black cloak and had told me to remain indoors while she went into town to see someone.

Regardless of how much I asked, she would not give me the full details of her so-called journey, all she had been concerned about was that I remained indoors while she was away.

That had made me so angry that I had burst out in anger, accusing her of caging me like a kid, but after my outburst, all she had done was shake her head at me like I was an unbearable child, then she said,

"It is for your safety, my dear."

"Why won't you let me come with you then? It's been many days since I got here and all I've seen is this ugly cottage. I want to come to town too. I want to see this world and the people in it!" I had tried