BETA SHAUN WATSON
By the time that we had gotten off the train, it was getting late. We decided to find somewhere to stay in town. We found a small bed and breakfast and checked in. The woman that ran it, an older woman with a very friendly disposition, welcomed us with a big smile. “Hello. My name is Penny Brooks. Welcome to the Babbling Brook bed and breakfast.” While I gave her our details and paid, Misha was wandering around the cosy living room. She moved to warm herself by the roaring fire in the huge fireplace at the far end. She suddenly hurried “I’m sorry to interrupt.” She interjected “Do you have a Mr Charles Barrett staying here by any chance?” she asked Penny. Who shook her head “No. We only have three other guests here at the moment. An older couple celebrating their 50th a
