Searching for Captain Wentworth A Timeslip Novel inspired by Persuasion Chapter Eleven Only once did it cross my mind that Josh would think I was some kind of obsessed stalker as I ran up the road after him. But, I convinced myself that all would be forgiven when I handed over the glove. Thinking about the ideas for my novel had made me resolve on doing the right thing. I wasn’t going back to interfere in the lives of people I didn’t really know any more. The past was better left alone and if I was intent on writing a book of fiction, I must use my imagination, not rely on any event that might have happened in real life. To do so would be cheating, somehow, and I knew if I did go back in time once again that the experience would completely colour my writing. That wasn’t to say that having a glimpse into the past hadn’t been useful. My mind was full of the images, sounds and smells that I could bring forth just by touching the glove. I was careful not to hand...