TEA, NO SUGAR
Steve was
building a fence to stop old Mrs Williams sticking her nose in their business, and after a while Lisa brought him a mug of tea.
He gulped
a mouthful, spluttered, “Stupid bitch - no sugar!” and swung his fist,
forgetting the hammer until it was too late.
Steve
acted on instinct. He drove into the forest and buried Lisa’s body deep, then went
home and finished the fence.
He told Mrs
Williams Lisa had run away but she suspected otherwise. So did the police.
Two
months later the spores he’d carried home on his boots put him in jail.
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My daughter-in-law would be able to tell whether these are edible or not - reading some of the other stories this week, nobody else seems certain!
