Mind Your Own Business
By Len Morgan
For two years Jon Ellery had let out
rooms on the second and third floors of his townhouse, just across the road,
in an area noted for affordable student accommodation.
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Evelyn peeked between the
curtains. He was a nice young man, neat and tidy, kept himself to
himself never caused any trouble.
She’d watched students arrive, bright
eyed and eager to graduate with honours from the local University.
Her nose wasn’t always stuck to the front window like some. She was too busy getting on with her own life to watch the comings and goings of neighbours.
Her nose wasn’t always stuck to the front window like some. She was too busy getting on with her own life to watch the comings and goings of neighbours.
Her nose moved closer to the window now, as a
procession of body bags were removed from the house, to a large black mortuary
van. Then, two pale emaciated patients on stretchers were carried
to a waiting ambulance. Finally, Ellery appeared in the doorway between
two hefty police officers.
She’d always prided herself on being
a good neighbour who didn’t pry. What manner of atrocities had Jon
Ellery perpetrated just across the road, safe in the knowledge that in England
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Len Morgan
Wow! I think you are right. I'm sure a lot of child and animal cruelty goes unchecked because folk don't like to upset their neighbours. A powerful tale that packs a punch.
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