For a reputedly haunted house, number 6 Mercy Lane as very beguiling indeed. The moment Damien opened the door to them Lisa and Mandy were literally flooded with a warm light from the hallway, seemingly reaching out into the early twilight haze like a welcoming embrace.
Damien also proved himself a host with great flourish and a kind of old school elan, bowing to them and bidding that they ‘enter my humble abode, dear friends’ which made Mandy giggle lightly as she crossed the threshold and he nodded, grateful, as Lisa handed him the box of chocolates.
Maddy’s laughter made him pause for a moment and regard her, a warmth sparking in his eyes.
‘So full of life,’ he said approvingly, the looked to Lisa, ‘You must be proud.’
Under normal circumstances Lisa might have been slightly bemused by this description of her often withdrawn and…
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