I have changed my mind - well obviously ;) ... this is dedicated to mae-E and enjoylife1994 ... because you wanted to know how Susan's life on earth ended ... (well it's not really what I intended to write - but this is what came from it ;)) ... thanks again for your reviews... hope you like it..

Enjoy reading ...

The next morning, when Mrs. Macready guided her white mare through the estate towards the house, she had been living and working in for ages, she immediately noticed that there was something amiss. The sun was shining, the sky bright and blue, and except for the branches and leaves that were lying all over the ground and the destroyed flowerbeds, there were no signs of the thunderstorm that had raged through the estate only hours ago.

But it was something else that sent shivers down Mrs. Macready's spine. The atmosphere, the smell in the air and the silence were irritating. There wasn't any twittering of birds or any rustling of the leaves in the wind.

And the house, even though nothing obvious had changed, just seemed different. When she stepped inside of it through the open-standing door, she noticed shards of a broken vase on the floor. This vase had been Mr. Kirke's favourite, well the only one he ever liked really; there had been a roaring lion on it. But now this lion was broken into thousands of pieces.

Mrs. Macready went upstairs to Susan's room. She knocked quietly on her door and then stepped in. Her bed was empty, but had obviously been used.

On her way down again she came by the room with the wardrobe. The door was standing widely open. When Mrs. Macready looked inside, her breath caught. The wardrobe was gone. The room was completely empty. What had happened here?

As she went down the stairs she called out for Susan, but didn't get an answer, so she went outside once more. Her white mare and the carriage were still standing in front of the house, but now Mrs. Macready could hear twittering of birds and she followed that noise between the trees through the estate.

"Oh my god!" she exclaimed when she reached the urge of the noise. In the middle of a clearance Susan's dead body was lying on the ground. The sun was lighting up a small circle around her body and in that same small circle the grass was as verdant green as nowhere on the whole estate. Daisies were blowing all around her and many animals, birds, butterflies and squirrels had assembled around her.

Susan's pale skin was as white as the nightgown she was wearing, her swollen lips as red as blood and her dark curled hair as black as ebony. She had a smile on her face, her body appearing peacefully and contently. It seemed like she was sleeping, but when Mrs. Macready went closer, kneeling down next to the young beautiful woman, she felt the cold that her body radiated and that she was pulseless. She looked like her heart had just stopped beating while she had been sleeping.

And even though the sight of the dead woman's body was sad and depressing, Mrs. Macready had never seen Susan looking that content since the last time she had been here together with her brothers and her sister, nearly ten years ago.

The young woman didn't look like she had died a painful death but rather like she had finally found peace.

Well but now it's definitely over :) - I would like to hear your thoughts about this short epilogue :) ...

Thanks for reading this story :)