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Father ranted on, waving the newspaper around in disbelief. ‘More rights?! Why should they get more rights? Who says they deserve ’em? I tell you, this country will fall to pieces soon enough if this happens.’

His violent bluster afforded me the opportunity to swiftly and discreetly scoop a lamb chop off my plate and into the napkin on my lap. I folded it up and placed it in the pocket of my dress, praying that no juice from the meat would seep through.

Mother let father continue until all the steam had evaporated. I finished my plate and asked to be excused. There would be calm until the evening news came on the radio in half an hour and his temper would fray once more.

I went outside and ran through the garden to the small hut at the end of the lane, surrounded by overgrown grass and wild…

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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