desire to get up to it. Driving all night had done naught but wire her up, and though the bed was comfortable it still proved difficult to sleep in unfamiliar circumstances. As a result exhau

in a meagre attempt to scrub some of the anxiety away. One hair and teeth brushing later saw her trudging out of the bathroom back to

her as ready as she was ever going to be. Heading out of the

ith the same chestnut furniture and touches of modernity amidst the farmhouse style. The sitting room was nice and open, just south of being cluttered. Stepping up to the sideboard she picked up a picture frame, its gilt edges containing

ste she moved on to the cabinets with little more success. A box of crackers that had expired three months ago sat alone in the pantry. Emergency food maybe but a breakfast i

minutes away. It wasn't walking distance anymore but these small towns had a charm of their own. Perhaps she'd find herself enjoying