Chapter 36
“We’re here!” Freda’s singsong voice carried into the back seat as she squinted at her passengers. Emma lifted a tired head and sighed, wiping dribble from the side of her mouth. The horrendous journey along rural lanes pushed the final limits of her daring. Sleeping her way into death along with her son and favourite dog seemed the better option.
“Where’s here?” Emma asked, sitting up despite the crick in her neck. Nicky stirred next to her, looking groggy as he hauled himself upright. The dog bounded onto the back seat and stuck his wet, sticky nose in Nicky’s ear and licked.
“At my house,” Freda said, exiting the vehicle after several failed attempts at pushing herself upright. Emma looked around in confusion at the village pub and the neat village green which stretched ou
