“Parson?” The inspectors voice seemed distant and wraith-like, with no substance or meaning.
I raised my eyes to look at her.
“Yes Miss Freeman” I said.
“Tell me a story”
PROLOGUE
‘The birth of my daughter had been difficult for both mother and child.
Forty-eight hours of pain and distress had resulted in a choice that no man should have to make. The life force of both my wife and child was not strong enough to sustain them both, and so one of them had to make room for the other. As a pastor of over ten years my faith was surly tested when my beloved Emily gave up her life for her child.
My love, my soul-mate and my friend – gone forever’