The Cottage on Lily Pond Lane-Part Four: Trick or treat by Emily Harvale

Author:Emily Harvale [Harvale, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Crescent Gate Publishing
Published: 2018-08-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

After discussing the matter with Mia, Gill had decided to take Ella to the nearest town for dinner, rather than The Frog and Lily or one of the nearby villages. But he left Mia the number of the restaurant and both he and Ella said she should call them if she was in the least bit worried and they would come back home immediately. She had assured them she would be fine and that she would lock all the doors and windows but by the time she'd lingered in the bath, she was feeling far too warm to have the doors and windows closed. It was another balmy night and there was hardly any breeze. She wanted to continue reading Mattie's diaries, so she grabbed the next one from the hidden box and took it to her bedroom. She opened the French windows to allow what breeze there was to have greater access and propped herself against the pillows to read more about Mattie's life. She hadn't realised how tired she was after all the excitement of the day and before she knew it, she had drifted off to sleep.

When she first heard the rattle of the kitchen door, she thought she must still be dreaming but when she heard the smash of glass, she knew that she was not.

Reaching instinctively for the bedside light, she flicked the switch, but nothing happened. She tried it again. Still no joy. She felt in the darkness for the landline phone beside her bed and breathed a small sigh of relief when her fingers touched it. Thankfully, the dial was backlit so she would be able to see the numbers.

Except it wasn't and she couldn't.

Not only had the power gone out, but so had the telephone line. It was completely dead. Not even a dial tone. Her mobile phone was useless. There was no way she could make a call.

The stairs creaked as someone made their way up them. Mia pulled her legs against her chest for comfort and glanced around not knowing what to do. Should she call out? It could be Ella and Gill. But the footsteps sounded slow and careful. Ella always ran up the stairs, no matter what time of day or night it was. And they wouldn't have smashed glass. Or if they had, they would have called out to her and told her it was them and there was no need for concern.

And Mia was concerned. She was trapped in her bedroom with no lights, no phone and no way out. Her eyes frantically searched the room.

There was a way out. Not an easy one, but it was a way out. She scrambled off the bed, and raced to the French windows as quietly as she could. Because they were wide open, she didn't have to make a sound and she went out onto the balcony and climbed over the top. The glass roof covering the decking was beneath her but if she moved to the very edge of the balcony, she should be able to drop into the garden below, avoiding the roof.

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