Aeonian: Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Billie Holiday suddenly, and rudely, interrupted the story.

I almost dropped the book as the voice suddenly seemed to sound from nowhere in the room, accompanied by soft, mournful music. I glanced up at Martha, who stood by the record player. “Are you alright?” she asked.

“I… didn’t realise you were awake,” I stammered, closing the book…