Story time. Write 3 sentences to continue the story

After the trouble of the past few weeks ,she decided she needed a holiday. Once her case was packed she walked to the train station and caught the first train that left.
Jeanie settled into her seat and look out of the window looking forward to getting off the train at .....

I discovered a drug trafficking gang operating from a local farm. An undercover detective is working at the farm as a tractor driver....

am that young girl's grandfather, but I have been placed in the witness protection programme so she cannot know I am here. I was placed in the programme for my own safety. DS Lydia Lett asked him why and he replied .....

The old man. He hadn't died, which must mean that DS Lydia Lett or whatever she called herself is not a real policewoman.The old man looked at her and said 'You must listen to me, it's vitally importsnt you hear this, I..........

A farmhouse on the edge of town. In the barn she could see a man getting into his tractor. He looked round, startled, as she ran breathlessly towards him.

doing a double somersault and a high kick, she vaulted over the police woman and fled straight into ..

Ran into the lion enclosure. The handler, an admirer of Jeannie, pushed her to the side and opened the cage. The three lions rushed towards Lydia Lett and........

Ran as fast as she could. Her circus skills allowed her to outrun the Detective and she sprinted onwards for some miles, barely dropping her pace until she came to

The woman produced an identity badge and said, “ I am Detective Sergeant Lydia Lett and I want you to come with me.” Jeannie panicked and

As she left the big top after her performance, she was aware that yet again she was being followed.
She swung round, and saw it was the woman from the audience.
“Who are you?” she cried.

Jeannie zipped up the side of her spangled tunic and applied a couple of stars to her left cheek. Her new job as a circus acrobat could be tiring, but at least she felt safe from pursuit after her inadvertent killing of an unfortunate mugger. Only, for the last few nights, she'd noticed a tough-looking woman in the audience, watching her every move...

Joined a circus!

Later on she heard news that a man had been found dead near to the pub . She thought she must have killed him but was afraid to go to the police so she

as quick as a flash she high kicked him in the face promptly followed by a karate chop to his neck. He dropped like a stone and before he could get back on his feet, she ran as fast as she could.

She asked him to show her the credit card. He grabbed her not knowing she was black belt in karate and

Her heart racing, she knew that he was lying.
She hadn’t brought her credit card with her.
It was in her handbag back home in the cottage.

I think you dropped your credit card on the path.
I picked it up for you and hoped you would stop as I can't run any more.
You must have heard me - why didn't you turn round?

she felt a hand on her shoulder. She froze, afraid to turn round. A voice close to her ear said

No worries fannycornforth!

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thought she might have a relaxing drink or three. Grandfather would have liked it in the pub and he used to spend many an hour chatting and drinking with his friends. She was just about to go into the pub when

It sounded so much like her beloved grandfather who had died several years ago. But how could that be, she wondered, hastening on towards the local pub where she

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...the old man came to a sudden halt - he spun around, his long coat swirling; he forcefully banged his lantern on the ground - Jeannie gasped as his features became clear.

The old fellow's face was the very picture of annoyance; he looked straight past Jeannie, and toward the unseen figure behind her.

"Why are you pair following me? Have you nothing better to do?" he demanded.

She heard her name called!
She could also see the soft glow of the lantern the person was carrying

That voice was so familiar! If she could only remember!

...she saw it was an old man, carrying a lantern. He was limping, but hurrying, and kept turning back to look behind him. Jeannie had forgotten she was being followed, but just then, she heard the soft footsteps behind her, and before she could turn around...