http://slow.writerscafe.org/Britwit The original writings of author Britwit en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776378585 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  Chapter 3Exhilarated from my little prank I tried to regain my breath as I walked amongst the rose bushes. It was just about dusk, the sun setting off into the far west. The rosy glow of the sky sprinkled a pink dusting over the garden. The warm air was infectious, a rarity on a May evenin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Britwit/239198/  Chapter 2“Ada, be a love and hand me that saucepan!” Roberta shouted over the commotion of Jane dropping yet another dish.“Here you are.” I sniggered as Jane tried to regain balance and hand Rosie a jug of milk at the same time. Rosie rolled her eyes teasingl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Britwit/239197/  Chapter 1I breathed heavily on to the pane of glass, exhaling for more than just an exasperated sigh but out of utter boredom as well. Pensively I traced the shape of a heart into the fog patch that had formed on the window as my mother spoke animatedly about the hors d'oeuvres that w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Britwit/239196/  PrologueMesmerized at the very thought of disappearing in to what Ella called a house; Ada sniffed the air around her as if danger was a fragrance detectable to humans. Ridiculous, she thought, could she really be this stupid, this reckless, this illogical as to attempting such a daring, o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Britwit/239195/ Ada's debutante ball is fast approaching and everyone seems to be excited about it, everyone that is except Ada. Frustrated by the restraints of not only her corset but her strict Victorian life, Ada wishes for more. And her wishes are granted when she ha http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Britwit/239193/