by Jackie J
The evening had turned out much better than Jane Askew had thought. When she
had received Lucy’s invite for the event she had wanted to refuse, make some
excuse but it was for charity and a charity she herself supported, she had to
attend, she was a patron after all and Lucy was quite insistent. Jane chuckled
to herself in the taxi on the way home Hypnosis, what a sham and the
performance had not changed her mind. The hypnotist was very professional, a
little frightening but it was just theatre wasn’t it. She must have had stooges
in the audience she must have had. Looking at the pamphlet “Madame Zara” had
given her when they chatted after her performance Jane wondered if she had been
rude when she told her that she didn’t believe it was real. No, Madame Zara
seemed alright she must have heard that many times from the less gullible
members of her audience. Anyway, I did
compliment her on her eye makeup, couldn’t take my eyes of it, I do hope she
didn’t think I was staring at her? Jane tried to remember what the hypnotist
had told her before she left it seemed important at the time but for the life
of her, she couldn’t bring it to mind.
“Just here on the left driver you can pull
through the main gates then up the driveway to main entrance.”
Jane entered the palatial old house and
sighed. Her attempts to sell the property since her husband Rodger passed away
had been unsuccessful, it was too much just for her but Jane had reconciled
that until she received a significantly improved offer for the property, she
would remain at Tarragon Hall.
