‘Fete Accomplice’

Summer fete at Westow Hall

Some stories are just too British to compete well in the predominately US market and so this one is out as an Indie.

‘Stop it right now, you dizzy tart!’ Marissa Nalletamby is giving herself a telling-off in front of the mirror. ‘He’s married, you’re married, and you barely know him.’ She pokes at her hair with the end of a comb, ‘And did I mention, you barely know him?’ read on?

 

One thought on “‘Fete Accomplice’

Leave a comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.