Charles Latimer visited the corner shop run by the Forbes sisters Charlotte and Grace almost every day. He could have collected his groceries in one visit, but the short intercourse of words they exchanged broke the emptiness in his life. As he entered the shop, the tiny bell above the door chimed.
Grace Forbes stood behind the counter. “Good morning Mr Latimer, ” she said. “What would you like today? ”
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This is beginning to sound like 'Arsenic and Old lace'. I'm intrigued... love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Ok David Here we go, I'm hooked, this is great.... Love duncan X
well I cheated and read all three then came to comment.....but the frist definitely leads you on for more....: O)
A Black comedy huh, that's interesting, I must read on, you've got me now. Melvina