Man at War – Excerpt No. 94

13 December 2025

Evelyn returned to the table and let her mask drop. In spite of the blood the long sessions and physical exertion were starting to take their toll. Evelyn’s eyes were half closed as was her smile, as though yearning for a good night’s rest.

“The kitchen,” Grace answered.

That was not what Grace had to say earlier, but her mistress did ask the question. One that was enough for the weary Evelyn to fully open her eyes.

Picture of a black haired woman with green eyes wearing a slip, sitting on a stool, eyes half shut, slight smile, as though dreaming of a good nights sleep. Located in a ballroom under construction and mostly empty except for a few sawhorses, tables, and a large granite piece. The walls were still slats of wood running horizontally and in parallel. The workers had yet to apply plaster. Cabling protruded from openings in the walls and ceiling, none of it was connected. Several lanterns to chase away the darkness. The air was thick with smoke. Scene and clothing appropriate for 1915 Canada at night.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.