One thing was obvious, however. Whether she stayed in the house tonight or went back to Mrs. Johnston’s, she would have to go back inside; she couldn’t stay out here in the car dressed as she was. Never one to put off what had to be done, she pushed open the car door and got out. She went quickly across the patio, seeing the splinters of glass that had fallen from the second-story window. There was a distinct smell of burned cloth as she passed under the portico and went inside. The moment she closed the door she heard scurrying footsteps. Sophie appeared at the top of the stairs with a candle in her hand. The sight of the flickering flame brought a tinge of fear back into Maggie’s mind. “Miss Heather did something bad.” Maggie looked up. Sophie had discarded her peaked hat. The wart was gone from her chin and the black removed from her teeth. “There’s been a small fire,”
What do You think about The Scent Of Heather (2012)?
