Oakwood

By Kay Patrick

A short story with a twist. The house called Oakwood was built centuries ago, its purpose to provide shelter and comfort for its owners and neighbours. But over the years that purpose has been corrupted and debased by the family that owns it. Unfeeling exploitation has resulted in resentment slowly seeping into the stone walls of the house, but as the last heirs move in it is time for Oakwood to take its revenge on them. Finally, the hatred trapped within its stone walls for generations will be unleashed and people will pay for abusing what they should have protected and valued.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kay Patrick
• Release date: May 20, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463565247

Kay Patrick

Ex director of radio and tv. Author of The Trial of Marie Montrecourt - an historical crime novel. Edwardian England - Harrogate -- and a political scandal threatens to ruin one of the country's leading families, while a young woman, Marie Montrecourt, becomes the central figure in a notorious murder trial. As the two stories entwine lives are dramatically changed. ebook and paperback available through Amazon.

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OAKWOOD

Kay Patrick

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OAKWOOD

I do exist. I live and breathe and feel and hear, I can feel distress and fear and hatred, and I never forget.

Oakwood. The two women stare at the house. It hasn’t changed much. The old woman, hands perpetually shaking, leans heavily on a stick as she peers at the house with sharp, bird-like eyes.

The other woman is middle aged and is taking cases off the back seat of the Austin Rover. Where’s the bloody woman who was supposed to be here? She slams the car door viciously. I should have known the agents would foul everything up. I shouldn’t have left the arrangements to you, mother.

Hello, there. Mrs. McGill, plump and