Chapter Sixteen
Molly made the introductions while everyone stood together in the hallway. For some strange reason, Celia had expected Doris to be a tall, broad-shouldered woman, with a commanding bearing, and a voice that could reduce a grown man to a quivering wreck if she considered it necessary.
So she was a little taken aback by the small-framed elderly lady who shuffled into their house, wearing an old raincoat and a headscarf.
William, too, appeared somewhat bemused by the diminutive frame of the psychic, as he took her tiny hand in his as they were introduced. She reminded him of the Miss Marple character from the Agatha Christie novels he used to read as a child. The thought almost caused him to burst out laughing. But fortunately he managed to control his mirth, and concealed
