Chapter Nineteen
A Decision To Make And The drive Needed To Make It
The slim elegant deeply embossed invitation was tightly held in the young nervous woman’s hand as she approached the closed and apparently locked main gates. She looked about wondering how she was supposed to gain entry, then a voice filled the air around her, she turned more in a startled reaction than with real concern. A box fitted to a pole near to the high thorny hedge to her left had spoken and then it did so again.
She was being asked to identify herself, which hesitantly she not being used to being ordered to do anything, she did. “Theresa Blessing, I have an invitation to the races being held today,” she replied trying to sound confident not pathetic. Silence greeted her words for a second and Theresa looked on
