Can you speak one minute without we land in Hell again?
I am sick of Hell!
I couldn't sleep.
After about five days of holiday, I'd ruined my sleep pattern with naps and too much caffeine. Wandering the lonely halls of my home, heading towards the only lit room, I found my husband sat hunched over his laptop, he too unable to sleep. I'd left the book I was reading in the dark of the living room and who knew what monsters were waiting down there - well possibly one slug that gets in every night and leads a slimy trail over my carpet. Git!
So, there I stood in the Bestwick's book lined study and did the unthinkable, I chose a book that a) wasn't on my to read pile/list and b) number generator hadn't chosen for me. I'm a rule breaker. Be afraid, be... a little wary.
Anyway, I read 'The Crucible' in a couple of hours. It is brilliant.
The End.
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