Fic: Jayne Eyre, FRT, 1/7

From a typo, to further proof I am a weirdo.

( The wind was sweeping across the moors as little Jayne Eyre… )

Charlotte, if you can hear me up there, I'm sorry.

On to Chapter 2

Fic: Jayne Eyre, 2/7

For notes and other apologies to Ms. Bronte, see part 1.

( Chapter 2: When last we left young Jayne Eyre, he was being whisked away to a new life at Lowood, a cheap and unpleasant boarding school )

Onward to Chapter 3