I laid my newly bought pages on the table between us. My ink well and pen then followed. All the while her eyes watched my every move. The woman was to be my first of many documentaries. You see, her story has been told throughout the village for three decades. Such a story that I just couldn’t resist to write about.
We have all heard the quick version that has been tainted by years and others inputting their own thoughts and ideas. Somehow, I was able to talk her into letting me tell her story. Granted, it took weeks of begging and groveling (she is quite stubborn for a woman her age) but I got my interview.
My hopes for this interview are to finally put into words the dangers and horrors that are now a mockery. People of England have lost the fear that once drove them. This drive that we are now deprived of has changed us as a country forever. That change is what must and will be written.
In these words, passages, chapters of one woman’s life, I hope that you will learn that something you idolize is something that is truly frightening. Take in what must be known and use it wisely, for you never know what may be lurking in the shadows.
