C. J. Toone 
Suffer the Consequences 

Hi I’m Sophie; I’d like to tell you a story. I’m a student, was until persuaded to drop out and head off to find some real life experiences, it didn’t turn out as I had hoped. My one ambition, maybe one day ‘that special book, ‘ struggling with my emotions, so confused by girls, especially ‘Calley’ also by boys, but ‘Richard?’ well he’s different, did I really believe that? I’m working for that famous author in ‘Glanymore’ but finding strange things concerning those in and around my work place. Well it finally happened, that morning awake but a little confused surely that battle scene had passed, no that was my book, this was here in Glanymore. My mind said this can’t be happening but it was, and suddenly… Oh sorry I’m getting ahead of myself… But just to remind you, I’m eighteen, slim build, ‘no not thin’ with golden red hair, a mass of curls down to my waist, some of my friends called me ‘Goldilocks’, I should say my ‘late friends’, also two glasses of wine is my limit, but struggling. And not just on the drinks.