Krista's Journey (Krista's War Book 2) by Gemma Jackson

Author:Gemma Jackson [Jackson, Gemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Amazon Betseller, British & Irish Contemporary Biographical Adventure, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, Genre Fiction, Historical, Historical British, Historical European, Historical Fiction, Historical United States, Historical Women's Fiction Romance Sagas, Irish, Irish Suspense Classics, Literature & Fiction, Poolbeg Press, Romance, Romance Humor Suspense, Women's Fiction, ebook, Kindle Unlimited, Short Stories
ISBN: 9781781993477
Publisher: Poolbeg Press
Published: 2020-05-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Krista jerked awake at the soft sound of a key being turned in her bedroom door. The chair she had put under the doorknob stopped whoever was outside from entering her room.

“Who is there?” she croaked.

“Your wake-up call, miss!” a soft female voice called.

Krista hadn’t asked for someone to wake her. She pushed up onto her elbow, trying to see the hands on the small enamel clock she’d put on the bedside table. She’d purchased the clock the previous day from a pawnbroker. She hadn’t slept very well. She had tried to sleep with curlers in her hair as her stylist suggested. She finally tore the torture instruments out of her hair sometime in the small hours of the morning.

“One moment!” She rolled out of bed, her feet searching for the slippers she’d left on the floor by the side of the bed. She almost fell over to the door. She pulled the chair away before putting her head in the opening, hiding her nightdress-clad body behind the door.

“I didn’t ask for a wake-up call,” she said.

“The gentleman asked that you be awakened this morning, miss.” The fresh-faced young chambermaid smiled. “He ordered breakfast for three to be served in his room.” She turned to leave then turned back to say. “He said not to dress for the day but come in your dressing gown and slippers, miss.”

“Thank you.” Krista closed the door and almost fell into the nearby chair. Well, at least she had a dressing gown and slippers to wear. It would feel strange, but she would be decently covered. Before anything else she needed the toilet. She put the chair back in its place before shoving her arms into the sleeves of her heavy woollen dressing gown.

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