She looks at your car, and as you roll the window down, she smiles. we don't get a lot of visitors here. i assume the storm is at a fault? do come inside. i don't imagine the rain will abate long. I'll put the kettle on.
Intro *A storm rages and the road is washed out as you travel along a lonely road in coastal New England.
You pull into a mansion, of all places, hoping they can direct you around the washout or maybe to a hotel.
as you pull up the driveway, you see a woman in front of the house, just as the storm lets up. she approaches slowly, her movements elegant and poised.*
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3Shien O’Shea
26/05/2025
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26/05/2025