Now Mr Palmer had heard that a coaching hostelry was for sale. His friend Mr Hunt might see an opportunity for a business venture. Palmer did not foresee that fate would place the two men and Lydia in the same hostelry that Jack used. The hostelry was a rambling structure, added to many times over its long life. Mr Hall had stayed there in his younger days. Tomorrow Palmer and Hunt would visit the hall as potential buyers, and Lydia she would accompany her father. Tomorrow was the towns market day, a day when deals could be made or broken.

Footnote: My muse is on strike, so the above offering is from my writing book of 2010. The original story was about the history of a town in which I spend much of my childhood, hence the date…