But one fateful night spent with a stranger in a hotel room changed her life irrevocably.

  (Small Fry Chapter 8)



          Sitting here in the
attic, I could feel the cold seep through the cracks.  I sensed it was getting late without looking
at the time.  I wasn’t wearing a watch
and I couldn’t see any clocks however, I felt the darkness approach by the
chilled air dropping further below freezing.

          I staved off the cold by
keeping the top of my woollen jumper over