Bert felt jealous, cheated on, and blue. Then he discovered he could morph into a giant nightmarish slug...
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Life in the Clouds #6: Take a Slug ® James Field.
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IMPORTANT NOTICE: this is the last part of 'Enchanter On The Roof'. Next up is 'Gamblers who Cheat'.
Dear friends, if you like a good chuckle, dim-witted heroes, and larger-than-life villains, then you'll love this fascinating series. On Wednesdays and Sundays, I’m blogging nibble-sized chunks of new ‘Life in the Clouds’ stories. You can check in regularly and read them for free, or wait to buy the entire story when published.
#2: Enchanter on the Roof ® James Field. Part 50
In the last post: Confounded, Chief Inspector Dobbs begged Bert for information. Bert made him say please…
Bert wielded his handcuffed arms straight out. “Let me go and I'll tell everything.”
A sheen of sweat glistened on Chief Inspector Dobbs cheeks, chin, and forehead. “And the keys?” he asked, hands clasped behind his back.
“Oh yeah. The keys are up on the scaffolding where Dick Charmer threw them. He pick-pocketed them right out of your dressing gown. And then when you was eating breakfast he scampered.”
On his own initiative, one of the constables sprung up the scaffolding ladder. “Here they are, Sir.” He clattered back down and handed the keys to his boss.
Chief Inspector Dobbs paused before turning the key in Bert’s handcuffs. His hands shook. “You promise to co-operate and inform us where he went?”
“I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. So help me God.”
"You can save all that gibberish for the judge." Still, he wavered with the key. Grunting, he spread his stance. “I see you’re wearing your watch again.” He glared straight into Bert’s eyes. “Where did that come from?”
An impish smile made Bert’s mouth twitch. “Dick Charmer gave me watch back and apologised for messing me about. Gave me Olive’s engagement ring back too and said sorry for making me jealous. He’s a really swell guy when you get to know him like what I did.”
The handcuffs snapped open, and Bert rubbed his wrists. “He went that way.” Bert pointed along the pebble road towards the gate and main road. “He said he was going to take a bus.”
“Didn’t say. But I said that would be a terrific trick if he pick-pocketed a whole bus.” Bert chortled. “Get it? Said he was going to take a bus.”
"You heard," snapped Chief Inspector Dobbs to his two patrolmen. "Go after him."
They didn't hang about, and neither did Bert. He trudged to his house, dogs at heel, and slammed the front door.
Chief Inspector Dobbs wheeled around and stalked away. If anyone were close enough, they would have caught him muttering, “One day… One day… One day I’ll have the lot of them behind bars.”
Next up is 'Gamblers who Cheat'.
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'Enchanter On The Roof' is at its end. Next up is 'Gamblers who Cheat'.
She contested the bygone will. He stood to lose his life's work. But neither had gambled on Alf.
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The Thursday Murder Club by Richard Osman
My rating: 2 of 5 stars
There’s a lot to like and a lot to dislike in this story. I like that it’s cosy, funny, and heart-warming. The plot, however, is a tragedy. There are two murders, and every character in the book, of which there are many, has a motif. With so many twists, turns, and red herrings throughout the narrative, it lost me in a virtual maze.
But the author commits the gravest crime: he introduces a new, guilty character right at the end of the story. Tut, tut, naughty.
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