The Gunslinger & The Wolf

It was up to her to investigate how the accident had really happened Delia Rothwell dead apparent poisoning.

She was last seen before midnight I was the only person she spoken to that faithful night .

Bonfire filled the crisp November air everyone was attending the anual Rotherham charity masquerade ball helping homelessness.

With war not seemingly over we had to have hope also away for mothers marrying of their daughters.

I wanted to travel Europe experience their cultures but nothing i ever say seems likely to change her bigotry mind.

“Janessa Janessa are you listening to me” mother screamed I dropped my copy of alice in wonderland on frosty floor.

Mother I’m sorry I was engrossed in the “never mind that now hurry up we have a ball to attend grabbing my arm sinking her claw like nails remember this might be time for you settling down don’t ruin this I’ve worked hard earning their trust.

Make your presentable. Her sweet voice sounded like a viper. Scurrying up towards my chambers tears streamed down her flushed skin “why is life cruel” miss miss knocked lucy my maid. Oh come in please lock it behind you.

Lucy rothko was assigned to Janessa as a young girl knowing cruelty from experience. Miss calm down. I shuved past her hyperventilating spiteful vindictive she controls everything my life before the war seemed a dream away reality makes us monsters.

Now here go have a bath I will find a suitable dress for you along with a mask.