Sunday, May 6, 2012


Prologue: From the journal of Miss Greta Gardner February 1978: The boy arrived at night, wrapped in a blanket. He was carried by his adopted father who placed him on the kitchen floor next to me. His big blue eyes stared out from under his wild black hair. He shrank from the fire, he shrank from my touch, yet his skin was cold as ice… He arrived with a list of instructions tucked into the pocket of his jacket. Eats: mostly chicken and oranges (likes: roast chicken, blood oranges and plums). Drinks: mostly water and citrus juice. First Warning: do not let him get sunburnt as he burns easily. Second Warning: make sure he wears his necklace amulet (a parting gift from his biological mother; he screams if you take it). Final Warning: do not let him go out at night alone. As a small boy (just walking) he had a tendency to ‘wander off’, and many times staff at the orphanage were unable to find the little fellow for hours. Once, he was found hanging upside down from the roof of the school gymnasium, like a bat. The only giveaway was the drip drip drip of juice as he stuffed his baby face with blood oranges. His file was then stamped: Special Needs. I shook my head as I read this thinking Mr Spencer had finally lost his mind dragging the mite all the way back from Spain. It was many years before I learnt the full extent of his malady... I have just posted the PROLOGUE to my new novel & the cover photo! My new novel is 'inspired' by a very famous nineteenth century classic. If you join my blog, leave a comment & add your name and email & guess the correct title of the classic that inspired my new novel, I shall email you a digital copy of my novel when it is released at the end of May on Amazon. Happy readng lovelies:)