A SUMMER CHILL, CHAPTER 22

Audrey interrupted her sluggish progress to the kitchen, hoping the footsteps outside indicated the arrival of the postman or a like person who had no reason to stay. It was much too early for visitors and the prospect of being courteous to guests did not please her, not after the troubled night she'd had. She'd been up since five, driven to leave her bed by a desire to make amends with