Rosemary looked at the photograph.
She held it up to the light.
“What are you doing?” Arthur asked
very gingerly.
“Just checking this photo. I mean
look (she waved it in his direction)!
Do they look happy? I mean, they look happy enough. Still, I always thought she
was an odd one – I mean our Patrick would never have got married without
inviting his mother….”
“Or father,” Arthur ruefully
thought.
“There is something funny about all
of this. And I’m going to find out what it is!”
Arthur had a bad feeling.
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