Email this sample to a friend

The Widow's Golden Weeds

by Ann Morven

Smashwords Edition 2009

© copyright Darling Newspaper Press (1971).

PO box 176, Kalamunda, Western Australia 6926.

Smashwords edition licence notes: This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be resold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or if it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return to and purchase your own copy.

Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.Smashwords Edition

MARJORIE, content in the autumn of her years, was watering her garden, and therefore did not notice the advancing threat.

With her head down, enjoying the smell of wet earth, her eyes were fixed on the fan of spray from the hose she held. The water mingled silver with gold as it met the sunlight. Instinct told her to look up, but too late.

Confronting her stood Mr Grimblow from next door, fourth time since Sunday. Today, abandoning his ritual of growling from the fence, he had stepped over it. Definitely an invasion.

Fierce of face and breathing hard, he grumped at her. “Ha, caught you!”

Marjorie tried to reply with a firm stare, but found her eyes in retreat. Her new neighbour was altogether intimidating, no sight for the timid. Nevertheless, she spoke up in her usual placid manner.

Previous Page Next Page Page 1 of 15