Chapter 122: Faint Ghosts

At least the windows at the front of the school house were large and let plenty of light in. This was no gloomy historic building. He took comfort knowing his mate had been graced with so much light each day that she awoke in this home.

The windows continued to stretch up the length of the house as Graeme arrived on the second floor. At the top of each of the three long rectangular windows was a small window in the shape of a half moon.

The brick of even the interior walls between rooms was breathtaking, and Graeme paused at the top of the steps to appreciate how this had without-a-doubt been a schoolhouse. It was evident in every detail.