The "blasted heath" they called it. Five acres of grey desolation, like a sore eaten into the land. West of Arkham, the hills rise wild. There are dark little glens where the trees hang precariously and where thin brooklets trickle, never having been touched by sunlight. There was once a road over the hills and through the valley, but people ceased to use it. The old folk have died or gone away, and the farms and villages are slowly decaying back into dark woods and narrow clearings. A family died up there.
Impetuous Lady Martha and her sister, Lady Julia, are shy country girls, come to London to be presented to Society by their Aunt Maybelle, the Duchess - and, if the Duchess has her way, to marry well. However, the plain-spoken sisters are ill-prepared to cope with the circumspectly courteous demands of city life and High Society. Will Lady Martha survive her encounter with Lord Peter Thornham with her reputation intact, or will his rakish reputation soil another family's good name?
Ever notice sounds? I mean really notice them? I do. I don't have any choice, not since I fell into The Loop. And what's The Loop? It's a world - a world of sounds and narration, of incidental music and special effects. The Loop is ambiance, implication, and the subtle - and not-so-subtle - manipulations of the Off-Mike People. But people are the same on or off The Loop, a distressing fact that always seems to add up to Blues for Johnny Raven.
A mother huddles fearfully in her living room with her sleeping son. All she wants is to be left alone with Kyle, but the DEA agents are at the door to protect him...from her.