Oh perfect timing when I was on my computer! My goodness Wickham is daft and dangerous! How shall Elizabeth get herself free? She is resourceful but unless someone saw Wickham and followed him, she will need a sharp edge to cut her bindings. Almost over? No…more please…much more…
Nicole Clarkston texted me after she read this chapter, “Maybe he will try to kiss her just to be a jerk and she will brain him” What do you think? Will this work?
Poor Elizabeth, at the mercy of a madman! Surely someone is looking for her by now? I hope someone finds her soon and perhaps they can leave Lydia in her place. Maybe that would teach her not to tell all and sundry their business.
Please, please let Darcy figure it out and come back to rescue her, or let Bingley prove his friendship is worthy by foiling Wickham.
He is pretty full of himself, isn’t he? Did you note all the flaws in his plans? That’s what he gets for hanging around Lydia. He has a false sense of intelligence. Ridiculous man!
Oh my, Courtney. I hadn’t thought of that scenario. I’ll weigh your idea against the one I’ve already started. Don’t be surprised if I keep what I have, though. It’s so sneaky!!!
Oh, no, poor Elizabeth. I know she is much smarter than Wickham. Just give her time for a plan. I agree with the others hopefully someone saw the kidnapping.
Wouldn’t it be ironic if Lydia got a clue? I do not think she will, but she is ballsy enough to drop hints to the others at the house.
IHave always enjoyed your books Ms Dawn. Your stories depicts the original characters of the story though with varied responses to the situation. I like the misunderstanding you put in them and the twist. Love the way you unfold each moment. thank you for sharing this story. Looking forward to it in Amazon
Oh perfect timing when I was on my computer! My goodness Wickham is daft and dangerous! How shall Elizabeth get herself free? She is resourceful but unless someone saw Wickham and followed him, she will need a sharp edge to cut her bindings. Almost over? No…more please…much more…
Nicole Clarkston texted me after she read this chapter, “Maybe he will try to kiss her just to be a jerk and she will brain him” What do you think? Will this work?
Poor Elizabeth, at the mercy of a madman! Surely someone is looking for her by now? I hope someone finds her soon and perhaps they can leave Lydia in her place. Maybe that would teach her not to tell all and sundry their business.
Please, please let Darcy figure it out and come back to rescue her, or let Bingley prove his friendship is worthy by foiling Wickham.
He is pretty full of himself, isn’t he? Did you note all the flaws in his plans? That’s what he gets for hanging around Lydia. He has a false sense of intelligence. Ridiculous man!
Maybe Mary will come to the rescue by following them and reporting to the Colonel.?!
Oh my, Courtney. I hadn’t thought of that scenario. I’ll weigh your idea against the one I’ve already started. Don’t be surprised if I keep what I have, though. It’s so sneaky!!!
Oh, no, poor Elizabeth. I know she is much smarter than Wickham. Just give her time for a plan. I agree with the others hopefully someone saw the kidnapping.
Wouldn’t it be ironic if Lydia got a clue? I do not think she will, but she is ballsy enough to drop hints to the others at the house.
Yes, it would be ironic, Patricia. Unfortunately, my Lydia is going to remain clueless through the rest of the story. Brat!
IHave always enjoyed your books Ms Dawn. Your stories depicts the original characters of the story though with varied responses to the situation. I like the misunderstanding you put in them and the twist. Love the way you unfold each moment. thank you for sharing this story. Looking forward to it in Amazon
I thank you very much, Chris. Your comment is the reason I keep writing. All the best to you.
Can’t wait for Wickham to get his just desserts. Lizzy is no dummy.
I’m almost finished with the next chapter and Wickham just made another appearance. I’ll try to get it posted soon.
I am always ready for the rest of the story. Love your books
Thank you, Gail.