After having tiny burgers at Little Chef in my Black suit
and we arrived we realised there were only a few people there. Just Auntie
Steph, 'Auntie' Jo, Robert and us. After his ashes were burnt and t a
rememberance inside the church, a black terrier with red eyes burst through the
doors. It was Black Shuck.
© 2009 Peter Webb
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