The sun was rippling through the clear blue skies, with that slight breeze playing accross her face. Taking a walk at
10:00am in the morning mid May everything was alive!
the birds were chirping happily also appreciating the fine weather, which obviously was very rare here in England. The
smell of freshly cut grass gave that overall edge to the fact she felt it was mid- summer rather than mid- May. The
flowers swayed to and fro dancing to the breeze and staring at the golden ball in the sky...
Yet was she to know what was going to happen... the perfect day it may seem...not for long though!re