"Briarwood by J A Hitchcock" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hitchcock J A)

"I'm fine, Mrs. Chambers. Thank you for being so concerned . . ."

"Concerned, pah! Richard was in a foul mood when Arthur and I left. He kept avoiding our questions." Marion lowered her voice. "Amberly, you've seen the castle, haven't you?"

Amberly almost dropped the receiver.

"Amberly?"

"Yes, yes, I'm here." Amberly almost choked on the words.

"Amberly, we must talk. Today."

"Why?"

"The castle. I know why it's appeared again."

"What do you mean?"

"Emily told me."

Amberly gasped. "Emily?"

"We've been in touch for years, when the window is open."

"The window?"

"Please, let me come by," Marion insisted. "I can explain it better."

"All right. I'll wait."

"Good girl."

Amberly blindly put the receiver down.

* * *


". . . then when Emily left me the first note and described how Warren used to hit her, I was so angry I could spit. But I was happy she was in another place that suited her. So once a week I've come to the ruins and there is always a note for me. I leave one for her and this is how we've communicated over the years." Marion paused. "Of course, no one knows."

Amberly didn't say a word.

"Richard has hit you, too, hasn't he?" Marion said softly.

Amberly nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. She couldn't speak.

"I thought so," Marion shook her head slightly. "I could sense he was acting a lot like Warren did before Emily disappeared." She handed Amberly a piece of parchment. "This is the note I received yesterday from Emily."

Amberly quickly scanned the words.