Audrey closed the front door of her new home and stepped out to find a place to eat. The bunch of keys given to her by Tina weighed heavily in her handbag and she made a mental note to remove the ones she needed to open her front door.
Daylight was dwindling fast as she walked down her gravel drive. There was no gate at its mouth but Audrey saw the old steel fixings where a gate had once been positioned. She turned around and looked back at her new purchase. It was a detached, imposing residence, set in its own walled garden, and would once have been the home of a wealthy merchant before being turned into a boarding house for mill workers and then pupils attending the school out on the moor.
She decided to explore her garden while there was still enough twilight to see. The grass was hig
