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'Can I get you a drink?' she asked and led me through to her kitchen. 'I'm just having a glass of red. Would you like one?'
Wine wasn't my thing. In fact, I wasn't much on alcohol at the time and I compounded my youthful naivety by asking for a cordial instead.
Mrs James laughter pealed delightedly and then abruptly stopped as she studied me closely. Her steady, dark-eyed stare disconcerted me and I felt even more ill at ease.
'Darling, you're shaking,' Mrs James said concerned when she saw my trembling. 'Are you afraid of me?' she teased.
'A little, yes.' I answered truthfully causing the laughter to bubble from her again.
'You poor thing,' she pouted. 'You've nothing to fear¡K I won't hurt you.' Mrs James looked at me levelly and continued: 'I know you watched me,' she said straight out. 'I know you were upstairs.'
