http://slow.writerscafe.org/ToriWithington The original writings of author Tori Withington en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776027300 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Chapter 2When I was five, Lucy crept through the back door when my father was asleep. She had a big bulge in her navy raincoat. After she quietly passed my Dad asleep at the dining table, she ran lightly up the stairs. I followed her into her bedroom and as she sat down on her rocking chai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriWithington/1213616/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriWithington/1213588/ The light was peaking over the mountain as the first sun was coming in that morning. I knew I had to move soon. I can hear all the miners and workers travelling across the village to start their daily job. I start to move to the edge of the hill to get a better view; I have now got the feeling back .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriWithington/1169699/