Aeonian: Chapter Five

Chapter Five

The voice of Billie Holiday greeted me, announcing that she’d die for her lover as I walked into Martha’s room armed with tea the next morning. “Tea, Martha,” I called, knocking on the door and opening it at the same time.

There was no reply, and unusually I noticed it was still dark, the curtains were drawn and the soft lump in the bed was clearly aslee…