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Friday 29 December 2017

Vampire Farmer - Penny Farthing Mystery - Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Allenbury - One Month Earlier

The village hall door burst open, the Allenbury Amateur Dramatic Society Play Reading sign bounced, crashed to the floor. Twenty pairs of eyes turned and followed the noise. Ben nearly jumped out of his seat, his nerves in tatters as Mary Monroe exploded into the room. Pulling himself together he assessed Mary Monroe’s outfit. Tonight the fluffy blonde, perfectly made up, wore a pair of red patent leather stilettos that clicked across the wooden floor. He liked what he saw. He turned to speak to the chairman, Captain Colin Peters, to mention his nervousness about the forthcoming announcement, instead, he watched a flush creep up Colin’s neck, and noted how Colin’s eyes lit up when they settled on Mary.
‘Sorry, so sorry,’ Mary slipped off her red coat and Hermès scarf as she headed for the only empty chair, ‘it’s sod’s law things go wrong when you’re in a hurry.’ She glanced at the members assembled round the table before her eyes met Colin’s, who started shuffling papers in front of him, then twiddled his waxed handlebar moustache.
‘Better late than never, Mary. Sit down, get yourself sorted.’ Always the gentleman Colin briefly stood. ‘We’re just about to make a start.’

Vampire Farmer - Penny Farthing Mystery - Chapter One


Cover © Amy E. Addison

VAMPIRE FARMER
A PENNY FARTHING MYSTERY

ELLEN DEAN

To be Published by
COLBERE PUBLISHING

Copyright © 2009 Ellen Dean
Ellen Dean has asserted her right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work. All rights reserved.

This book is a work of fiction.
All characters in this book are fictitious, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.


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Chapter One

Present Day

‘No, Madge, I don’t think you’re losing the plot,’ Penny Farthing, an elegant fifty something, started twisting an auburn curl around her forefinger, something she did when in deep thought. ‘You can tell me all about it when I see you. No doubt there will be a logical explanation.’ Penny smiled into the phone, nodded her head. ‘Yes, I agree your new vicar does sound rather odd.’ She scanned the hallway while her old friend Madge bent her ear. Too big for me now, she thought flopping down onto the sofa beside the telephone table. Fleeting visions of past Christmases flashed through her mind as the comforting smell of lavender furniture polish changed to the nostalgic smell of Christmas. A glowing fir tree filled one corner, gifts stacked beneath. The fire blazed. She and Rod were standing together, holding hands, gazing at one another. She could almost feel his warm breath on her face. The sun broke through the clouds bringing the soft yellow walls to life, the vision disappeared, Penny was back to the present. This house was Rod’s legacy, he had loved it as much as she did, she couldn’t imagine not living here.