The Birth Of Eve Read Free Page B

see it
today at all?” Eve nodded enthusiastically;
    “I guess if you have the keys I will go and take a look, is
it far away from here?” Eve was shaking, a homeowner was a nice thing to be,
but did she really want to own the one that caused her misery? The solicitor
fumbled around in his desk and handed her a set of keys
    “The address of the property is on the key ring fob, it is
in a village called Acton Bridge. I recommend you put the code in your Sat Nav;
if you have one. It is a tricky place to find but only ten minutes or so up the
road.”
    Driving in silence; the two women studied the roads as they
were guided to Acton Bridge. The village itself was small and quite rural; with
a church and two pubs it was picture perfect. The house was just as Eve
remembered, an end terrace cottage backing onto the railway. The station was
just behind their garden that’s where Izzy had taken her when they ran away.
They pulled into the small driveway in front of a garage and admired the house.
Tara was more excited than she was;
    “Eve its lovely come on let’s explore” Turning the keys was
a strange feeling, her own home if she wanted, how odd. The door swung inwards
to the tiny hall; a staircase was directly facing them with a door on either
side, they entered the room on the left first. This room was currently the lounge;
it was a decent size with a large window, Eve didn’t recognise the sofas but
the gaudy carpet was definitely one she remembered. Through an archway was a
long galley kitchen, solid wooden units that were a bit battered but
serviceable. This room hadn’t changed at all she recognised the large range and
tiled floor. The furnishings throughout were very dated and the smell of smoke
and goodness knows what else burnt her nostrils.
    Oddly Eve felt no tinge of emotion in the house, but maybe
it was because Tara was there. The room on the opposite side of the stairs was
a dining room with an open fire; she used to love it when her father lit the
fire. The smell of smoke and crackle of wood was comforting. At the back of the
dining room through a set of French doors was her mums pride and joy; her
conservatory. They were a fad in the ninety’s, anyone who was someone got a
conservatory. Eve looked out at the large garden; there was a decent sized
patio and generous expanse of lawn that was rather over grown. The place had
masses of potential, upstairs were three decent size bedrooms, a main bathroom
and a large master suite with shower room. Again the upstairs needed lots of
attention but the house itself was sound. Eve had only briefly peeked at the
bedrooms; she wanted to be alone when she went into her old bedroom. She knew
which one it was as she could see the shapes of the My Little Pony border
showing through the cream paint.
    “What do you think Tara? Could you live here with me? Its
closer to your work too isn’t it?” Tara nodded looking quite excited
    “Yes it would save half an hour on my journey easily, it’s
good for the motorways, and in fact it is great. I could help you decorate it
but we would have to spend lots of money on the bathrooms and kitchen don’t you
think?” Eve nodded her wages from the movie plus what her father had left could
do most of the work. She had a few weeks free now and could dedicate a lot of
time to making the cottage a home.
    “We can do this Tara, no rent to pay either think how cashed
up we will be, and it will be fab once we have it full of our own things.” After
exploring the gardens Eve made some calls on her phone, she found a cleaning
company to come out and freshen it up. She also arranged for a local charity to
take away some of the furniture and the two beds from upstairs. Then they set
off back home to sort out packing boxes in preparation. The move was arranged
for two weeks’ time and they were both looking forward to it. A fresh start was
what she had hoped for, and that’s what it looked like Eve was finally going to
get. Her father owed