‘Juliette, Juliette. Juliette!’ Juliette came out from behind the trees, hurriedly wiping her hands on her apron. ‘What’s wrong? Did someone jump out of the bushes?’ ‘No, why should they?’ With a clean sweep of her scythe, Juliette sliced the top of the undergrowth right off. Justine shrieked as the head rolled to her feet
