Chapter one   Jane Smith drank her milk and watched her mother washing breakfast dishes. Her mother was small, dark and quick-moving, and at the moment, very upset. Jane felt guilty. The question had just forced itself out. “Was there something wrong with us that my father left?” Perhaps if there were any relations at all she wouldn’t feel so unwanted, or such an oddity.  As it was, the resentment was forever there against the unknown father who … Continue reading The Edge of Forever by Margaret Pearce