“It’s been bad enough having that young police sergeant around asking questions all the time, but now we have to put up with young Tom (no offense meant, Miriam) and that walking catastrophe, Hattie Hercules? How on earth are we going to cover our tracks from three of them?”
A rumble of echoed concern Mexican-waved itself around the living-room, packed beyond capacity, with bottoms perched on every available surface; the coffee table littered with half-empty teacups, mugs (where the teacups had run out), and a very disappointingly empty blue-pattern-china plate, showing only a few gingery crumbs remaining.
“It’s really very simple – we just stick to our story and make sure we don’t let anything slip. No-one must know the truth, not even my Tom (who hasn’t to be ‘put up with’, by the way, he’s an absolute credit to the village, and I’m almost sure if it was JUST him, we could tell him and no questions asked, but now Hattie’s entered the equation…)”
Miriam’s tone betrayed a temper frayed at the edges, her fingers restlessly tugged and neatened the edges of her frilly apron, as she opened her mouth to begin another thought when a knock at the door turned the room to sudden statues, a look of horror on every frozen face.
This was an installment prompted by Ivy Walker’s Six Sentence Stories, and the cue ‘FRAY’
Come on over to ‘Murder, We Wrote‘, to see the other chapters and how YOU can be involved in this story…
The dreaded knock at the door, what an ominous way to end this segment!
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Yes, I’m going to be fascinated to see who it is! I have an inkling but I’m not sure whether it will work or not.
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I quite like Miriam. And the knock at the door…mwah hah hah…
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Tee hee. Miriam’s a rockstar, and will continue to be, but who’s at the door!!!!
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My heart started pounding with the words “a knock at the door”. Excellent!
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I have another prompt for verysoon, and *I* still don’t know who’s at the door!
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I love all the fine details…and I’m on the edge of my seat…
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*grins* thank you! I’m glad I’m keeping a few people interested 😀
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Dun dun dahhhhhhhhh….suspense!
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I hope that’s going to be a repeating theme 🙂
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Who’s that knocking at the door? I can’t wait to find out how Miriam covers up the town meeting in her living room when there are no more teacups to offer, only mugs. So glad she stuck up for her grandson.
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Yes, poor Tom. I haven’t figured out at what point he’s going to find out what’s going on, or if he is at all! Miriam adores him though, and he her, so this is probably quite a strain on their relationship 😦
And yes – I’m still trying to figure out who’s at the door. I have a couple of days…
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What does being early to rise get you? HA – First again LOL Have they made a huge mistake by having a meeting? Who’s st the door? What could they be thinking about doing about Hattie? So many questions. So hard to wait for the answers. Love it.
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Well I have another chapter coming SOON! 😀 Hopefully you won’t have too long to wait.
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On the edge of my seat.
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