Hello fellow sixers and anyone else who finds themselves here.
This week continues at the funeral from my work in progress: Death’s Daughter
The widow is talking to our girl…
‘You will come to the do, won’t you Samantha?’
Samantha is not my real name, but it’s too complicated to explain to those outside the community. ‘Umm, sure,’ that’s me and my large vocabulary.
‘Och’ and wouldn’t you know who had the cheek to show here?’ she stage whispered so the detectives would hear.
They had told me I was the last person to see Fin alive. Yay me.
I had to butcher the original to make this fit into six – but I think it’s better for it. Thank you for reading and a special thanks to those who leave comments – I love reading them.
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