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    The Phoenix: An Alumière Sisters' Adventure, #1
    The Phoenix: An Alumière Sisters' Adventure, #1
    The Phoenix: An Alumière Sisters' Adventure, #1
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    The Phoenix: An Alumière Sisters' Adventure, #1

    By Morgan Delaney

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    "Yes, don't worry. You'll be dead before the really nasty stuff happens," said Gertrude.

     

    It's summer, 19— and sleepy Hawkinge-By-Hythe (seven time winner of Great Britain's Most Superstitious Town) is suddenly overrun by a plague of rats. The townsfolk immediately assume the worst: the terrifying Dame Holte is rising from her grave to exact revenge!

    That's where Gertrude, Victoria and Colette Alumière come in. The three ladies run the local chemist shop by day and indulge their interest in the inexplicable by night. They don't believe in the supernatural, but they love a good mystery.

    But when identical triplets, with a penchant for dressing in black, get mixed up in the otherworldly, well.

    What's a superstitious local supposed to think?

    Scientists? Yes. Sisters? Probably. Witches? Oh, no...

     

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMorgan Delaney
    Release dateOct 10, 2021
    ISBN9783985660018
    The Phoenix: An Alumière Sisters' Adventure, #1
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    Morgan Delaney

    Morgan is a lifelong reading addict and horror fan.  He is a professional ex-pat and working on his debut novel.

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      The Phoenix - Morgan Delaney

      The Phoenix

      An Alumière Sisters' Adventure

      Morgan Delaney

      Copyright © 2021 by Morgan Delaney.

      This is a work of fiction. I made everything up. Any similarity between the characters and situations within its pages and places or persons, living or dead, is unintentional and co-incidental.

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

      For permission requests, write to the contact email address below.

      Published by Morgan Delaney

      www.morgandelaney.info

      Contact: morgan@morgandelaney.info

      Edited by Claire Rushbrook

      Cover images from Depositphotos. Cover fonts by Set Sail Studios.

      Cover design by Morgan Delaney

      The Phoenix/ Morgan Delaney. —1st ed.

      E-book ISBN 978-3-98566-001-8

      Audiobook ISBN 978-3-98566-021-6

      Print ISBN 978-3-98566-020-9

      Contents

      Dedication

      Welcome

      Hawkinge-By-Hythe Wants YOU!

      1.The Bowling Over Of Sniffacre

      2.The Professor’s Trousers And Colette’s Buttons

      3.A Picnic And Not A Bite Taken

      4.Rats’ Patterns and Epigrapher’s Missions

      5.Whistle When You Say That At The Town Hall

      6.The Phoenix Rises…

      7.And Makes An Heroic Emergency Landing

      8.A Handsome Soldier And The Worst Kind Of Evil

      9.A Big Dope Walks Into A Field

      10.Here’s Mud In Your Eye (Sockets)

      11.All About Anatomy

      Acknowledgements

      Hawkinge-By-Hythe Wants YOU!

      About the Author

      Also By Morgan Delaney

      For Nadine,

      for the next four centuries and beyond!

      Welcome to Hawkinge-By-Hythe!

      To make the most of your stay, please note that the spelling is UK English, the measurements are imperial and the temperatures are in degrees Celsius.

      Any mention of football refers to soccer, and any beer you order will be warm.

      When a demon takes over the body of a two-headed calf…

      it’s time for the heavy-duty rubber gloves.

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      Chapter 1

      The Bowling Over Of Sniffacre

      Call me Jennet, said Mrs Sniffacre, hefting her basket, laden with packets of assorted animal feed. Then she fainted.

      She had stepped from Mr Carde’s shop into a tide of swarming rats. It was almost like they had been waiting for her. One moment she had been chatting, the next the town was awash with vermin. Their fur – filthy black and matted brown – flowed over her feet and rubbed her ankles through her stockings.

      She was a country woman, born and bred, and didn’t scare easily, but there were hundreds of rats, scritching their paws down the cobblestones of High Street. From the door of Carde’s Chandlery to the whitewashed wall of the pub across the road, seethed a bubbling stream of racing furry bodies and pink worm-like tails. Their claws scraped stone and boiled around Mrs Sniffacre’s legs, splashing through the blue, metal dog bowl outside Carde’s door.

      Her feet had disappeared under their feverish weight. They clambered over each other and under her skirts. A wet nose touched the inside of her leg and that’s what did it. It could have been a kiss. She swooned.

      Luckily, the old widow swooned into Jeb’s strong, smooth arms. He had opened the door to let her through with her purchases and stood transfixed by the dank wash of rodents outside. He was barely aware of her even as he caught her, while rats poured past.

      Close the door! shouted Mr Carde from behind the counter. But the tide had passed before Jeb could stir himself. Screams preceded the rats as they barrelled down the High Street.

      Mr Carde hurried to the door in time to see a yellow pellet of rock sulphur roll to a halt on the now otherwise deserted street. He added the rock sulphur as a service, free of charge to his customers. Left in a dog’s water bowl, it cooled the animals’ blood and rendered them docile and amenable. Owners – or rather, their dogs – could sample the marvellous mineral from the blue water bowl outside his door. Packets were available for purchase upon request. It did not, however, appear to appeal to rats.

      Jeb assisted Mrs Sniffacre – Jennet – to a chair behind the counter. Mr Carde’s chandlery sold all manner of grains, brans, mashes and other animal feed. It also supplied the animals which ate it, in case a potential customer should try to argue that he did not need animal feed, for want of an animal to feed it to.

      The bitter ammoniac tang of chicken droppings mixed powerfully with the fruity, yet dusty aroma of grains and ageing potatoes. Smelling salts were therefore unnecessary.

      Mrs Sniffacre came to and found herself looking straight into Jeb’s blue eyes. She forced herself to get up, but held onto his thick upper arm. For some reason, this close to Jeb, she still felt faint.

      Their little noses! she said. All twitching. It was too much. It’s a plague.

      Just the heat, said Mr Carde, careful of the fact that a man who sold animal feed cannot afford to get worked up about an overabundance of animals. He was also thankful that his shop had been spared, despite being a prime potential target.

      And there may well have been something in what she said. The summer had been an absolute scorcher, it was reasonable to assume that the heatwave might be affecting the rats. This had not been the first time they had been sighted.

      You’re okay? asked Jeb.

      Mrs Sniffacre looked herself over in wonder. I am, she said. Not a mark. Thanks to you, Jeb! She squeezed his arm.

      No problem, said Jeb. It looks like they’re gone.

      She shuddered. You won’t make me go out there by myself, will you?

      Jeb, said Mr Carde. Would you accompany Mrs Sniffacre home? She was a good customer. Especially during the last few weeks, though he wasn’t aware

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