Chrissie was young, probably twenty-six to thirty, blonde, and very pale skinned, five foot six, and she carried a bit more flesh than Jenny, and looked healthier for it.“Flower, shall we shake our fists at the mischief makers over the way.”
“That sounds like a good idea, how about a bonus raspberry as well, my love.” We do it and giggle like a couple of school kids, as Blackwater wave back.”
“Come on Jenny, I worry about you, you are such an innocent in a very strange place, what did that ‘betrothed’ mean.”
“I don’t have time now, and I don’t want to tell all the details anyway, but Frank took me in, cared for me, helped me through a very difficult afternoon and fed
