Good for you‘You stay here tonight,’ Rosa said, patting Audrey’s arm and steering her again towards the living room.
Audrey stopped again; this time alarmed.
‘Thank you, Rosa, but no. I’ll just go back into town.’ What she could remember of the “town” was a scattering of shops; a general store that doubled as a post office, a small visitors’ centre, a sign that advertised yoga—that had surprised her—and, of course, a hotel offering cheap counter lunches, dinner, pool table and Live Music. Perhaps they had accommodation, too, she wondered.
Live Music‘There’s nowhere to stay, mio caro,’ Rosa said, voicing Audrey’s worst fear.
mio caroAnxiety sent her thoughts spinning. If “Bill” decided not to take the ferry across, she would be stranded in this house with people she didn’t know, though
