Jennifer Cole

Evansmore

Dame Evansmore lay in bed waiting for him to arrive. She nervously wrung her hands, looking about the mahogany room. She took in the beautiful decor and exotic keepsakes, saw how meaningless they all were now. Where she was going, she would have no need for those material items. She knew she had not much time and there was much to accomplish before she left. She could only hope it wasn't too late. People in the Manor thought she was a doddering old woman, senile at best. Oh she had her wits about her, she did. She may not be able to move around like she used to but she saw and heard everything. When she discovered the plans taking place regarding the Manor, she knew she had to act quickly. There were far too many secrets and too much at stake to lose the estate to anyone, especially that of her daughter-in-law and her grandson. There was only one person who she would ever leave the Manor to.