Okay, after spending almost a whole day and half on this Chapter I finally feel comfortable about it. Until I get someone to double check it once more.
But one thing is for sure I am glad, I did glance over it again. I found one important paragraph missing from what I had posted the other day in My Chapter Three and Ideas.
It is the part where I have the villain calling the mysterious stranger. The other thing I change was my Chapter title. This title give a sense of danger and a little mystery.
Chapter 3:The Danger
Maria St. Rose was heading towards her red car, as the youngest of the Reynolds’ member came her way.
The five foot five younger woman had her hair tied back, she worn a pair of faded black jean and a dark green shirt. This color made her appear mystical.
No way, she cannot be. Maria shook thought the idea.
You know who she is, Maria. A distant voice echoed.
There is no doubt in her mind, Gwenlyn Reynolds and Olivia Tagenet resemble.
With this fact, she will not let anyone from Moon Isle realize this.
“Oh, but she must to break the curse.” A female’s voice echoed in the wind.
“Hi Maria, how’s it going?” She could not help get this distinct feeling the other woman had her mind elsewhere.
“The usual,” she said puzzled.”You’re going somewhere?”
Her smile spread throughout her youthful face, “Yes, Mr. Fergus is taking me and his granddaughter Alisa to see the new foul.”
Oh boy! William won’t like this. She and William told Hank Reynolds to restrict his family and ranch hands access to the ten-acre ranch, until back up from their company arrived. “There is a new foul, how nice.” With interest, “Can I see it from here?”
“No, it’s in the southern pasture near the old Bend stream.” Gwenlyn said, “You are welcome to come with us?”
“Sorry Gwen, I have to go into Valentines today.” Unaware of the coldness, she slipped into her hot car.
Gwenlyn did notice the change, the cool breeze pass near her shoulders, “Will you be back for the Millsom’s party?”
Do not let her go! A voice echoed in the back of her mind.
One moment Gwenlyn glance towards the open pasture, the next she saw a distant castle and blood. She blinked the horrible imagine away.
Breath child, it must be. A strange voice echoed in her conscious.
“I’ll be back for the party.”
“Are you ready Miss Gwenlyn?” the grayish hair middle-aged bearded man asked with his ten years old granddaughter at his side.
“Oh yes Mr. Fergus,” she said, “Talk to you later Maria.”
“Bye Gwen.” Maria said, as a strange feeling came over her
Thirty minutes later after a mile ride through a thick oak and pine forest, they came to the southern side of the ranch. Here there few oak trees with many colorful flowers for miles away. A wooden fence was the only thing that bordered the property line from a gravel road.
The white and brown pony and its mother grazed near an oak and pecan trees.
“Look the pony.” Alisa said pointing towards the horse now.
Gwenlyn glanced towards the place and her hair on her arms shot up.
You must leave now! A voice echoed into the wind.
Bang! A bullet came flying their way.
One moment Gwenlyn was on her horse the next on the ground and shield in the arms of a solid built man, who held her tightly, as bullet flew.
“Don’t move Gwenlyn.” William said checking her arms. “Are you hurt?”
The minute Nancy left her home Stephanie dialed her store numbered.on the third
“Mystic Flower Bookstore,” a cheerful heavy accented male’s voice said on the line. “This is Allen Soulet, speaking.”
“Hey Al,” she said, “It’s me.”
“Stephanie, how did the move go?”
“Oh it went okay.” she said.
“What is wrong?”
“Why did you not tell me of Alice Millsom’s plans?” she asked frankly.“Or her chasing after you.”
“Hm…, I was not being chase,” he said flatly, with a sigh, “Look Stephanie, I seen their reaction to newcomers, I went along with them.”
“Oh Allen.” she said with gratitude.“You did not have to do that.”
“Of course I did.” he said, “You come a long way to reaching your dream.”
“Thank you Allen.”
“You are welcome my dear.” he said with a sight.“What are you going to do?”
“I’ll go,” she said hearing gunfire a mile away.
On a distance island, a phone rang in a very wealthy executive’s office.
On the third ring, someone with a heavy accent answered. “Hello.”
Now, I can say I am moving on to Chapter Four.
- Flatland Chapter 5 Summary (braelyntravis.wordpress.com)