Moorcroft - the Possession: Book One of the Moorcroft Trilogy Read Online Free PDF Page B

would come home for the summer holidays full of his tails of adventure, each time looking more grown up and handsome. Sarah’s dog Brandy could feel his energy and would wag his tail at the sound of his voice. He was introduced to Sarah’s friend, Victoria; he was polite but had no time for silly girls. Victoria thought Richard was wonderful and bored Sarah senseless with her incessant questions about him. From boarding school he went to university and he would write to Sarah telling her of his nights out in nightclubs and the university pranks he got up to. Soon with all his exams finished he was due to come home for good, and he was bringing home a friend from college and everyone was excited. Both Sarah and Charlotte watched from the upstairs windows waiting and hoping he would soon be home. The day had finally arrived and a taxi travelled up the drive and stopped at the front door and there he was. Each year he seemed to have grown in stature, but now the boy who exited the car was no longer a boy but a fine tall young man. He took Charlotte’s breath away, was this Frederick returning to her after all this time? Sarah felt herself being pushed to one side as Charlotte hastily made her way to the stairs, she must be the first to greet him.
    Sarah felt uneasy, she knew that all was not right in this house, things were moved around her room, she felt herself being pushed and always the feeling of being watched, but what could she do, who would listen, who would believe she had a ghost in her room? She pulled herself together and went to greet her brother.
    Richard was barely through the door when his mother and father were there beside him. He threw his bag to the floor and hugged his mother. He looked to the stairs, a grin crossed his face. “Who is this beautiful young woman I see before me?” Charlotte held her breath.
    Sarah, trying her best to be ladylike could not contain herself and ran down the stairs and into his arms. Richard swung her round.
    “My, my, you’ve put a little weight on since I was last home.”
    Sarah couldn’t stop laughing and pushed him in his chest. “You’re a horrid brother, you haven’t changed a bit.”
    Charlotte watched from the stairs, how dare she monopolise Richard’s attention, how she hated that girl.
    As Mr Howard ordered the young footman to carry the rest of the cases from the car, everyone moved from the great hall into the drawing room. It was only then that Richard introduced his friend. “I am so sorry, may I introduce my mother and father. This is my good friend, Charles Wesley.”
    Greetings were made and hands were shaken. Richard turned to his sister. “And this, my friend, is my little sister Sarah. Sarah this is Charles.”
    Richard laughed as Sarah held out her hand and stared, he was the most handsome man she had ever seen.
    “My goodness, this must be the first time I have seen my sister speechless.”
    Sarah could feel the colour reach her cheeks and looked away. Charles noticed her discomfort and shyness. “I am very pleased to meet you Sarah, Richard has told me so much about you.”
    Sarah smiled, but found she was unable to speak her mouth felt dry and her tongue felt like it was permanently stuck to the roof of her mouth. She nodded and cautiously moved to the window afraid she would stumble and embarrass herself. She looked out of the window her back to the room; she had never felt so breathless, her chest felt tight, what was wrong with her?
    Emily moved to her chair and smiled as she looked at her family. She watched Sarah as she walked across the drawing room and stood by the window, she was looking quite flushed and then she looked across at Richard. Each time her son had come home she had noticed how handsome and grown up he was becoming and now before her stood a fine young man. Charles Wesley stood beside him head bowed in conversation with John. She smiled as he lifted his head and glanced towards her daughter. Emily looked across at