The Poison Diaries. Maryrose Wood
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The Poison Diaries
By
Maryrose Wood
Based on a concept by the Duchess of Northumberland
First published in paperback in Great Britain by HarperCollins Children’s Books 2010
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Table of Contents
15th March
GREY SKIES; THE RAIN CAME AND WENT ALL MORNING.
A cold wind blew in gusts, worsening as the day went on, until the lowest branch of the great chestnut tree in the courtyard splintered down the middle and crashed to the ground. If I had been standing underneath, I would have been crushed.
Spun wool after breakfast. Read for a short while, but my eyes ached too much from sewing to continue long. Changed the soaking water for the belladonna seeds.
Father is still not home; it has been two days.