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Her father sauntered over. “All right. But I don’t want to see you out here again. She’s too good for you.”
I’m thinking somewhere in his poor addled brain there’s answers, he may be mixing up people, places, names & things done, but that doesn’t mean the truth isn’t laying between & beneath it all.
Noah’s.
Ding ding Ding ding a ling ding!
When your right? your RIGHT!
Gotta go wipe this self satisfied smirk off my face & if it wasn’t after 10pm I’d shout myself a drink!
Oh and now I’m awake with a coffee, I’ve realized how disgusting it is of her to do this, to both of them, it doesn’t ‘paint her in a very good light’
Until I started taking lots of photos, as we all do, I knew this phrase …paint her in a very good light… but not the meaning behind it, I never really thought about it. Now though it’s obvious, the light, be it sunlight or manmade of any description needs to be behind you to really emphasize the item, it makes a MASSIVE difference & now I thunk about it, when you see photographs being taken of models etc they have all these light discs on stands.
didn’t say so, but Matt could tell she thought there was no point in telling his grandfather about the tragedy. Matt didn’t push it. But didn’t his grandfather have a right to know that his daughter was dead? That his son-in-law had perished? That two of his grandchildren were gone?
It’s early, I’ve yet to sip my latte but the spidey webs cobwebs are flickering with a hell of a plot twist, I know it’ll be wrong, but what if they weren’t actually dead, that the bodies weren’t there’s at all? See? What a twist that would be!
It was, Evan thought, one of the greatest nights of his life.
Well ain’t that a melancholy end to the chapter
Oh & ‘lost the plot’ would of worked just as well as ‘lost their shit’
I’m far from being a prude, I can swear my head off, but when it came to working around a lot of other people, and then using the net without looking crude or upsetting someone else, I pulled back on the F’s & B’s, the S’s etc etc
He liked that she didn’t hesitate to talk about his family. He was learning that it was a topic people were finding uncomfortable. Matt liked talking about them. He didn’t want them to vanish as if they’d never existed.
Exactly, after Dad died it’s like he was never here at all, Mum NEVER mentions him, heck if I didn’t think she was too straight laced, after all the books of read, a lot of them true crime, I’d wonder if she did something, in fact I did for about 0.005 of a second, but no, she’d never do it, just like she’ll never mention him. So sad, I hear the “we’re staying together because of the kids” thrown about, but let me point out that’s not a way to have a good life, for anyone involved.
It’s only eleven thirty. Trust me, the place is gonna be packed.
Most clubs are just hitting their stride at that time. I should know I spent my entire 20’s in them in one way or another and I don’t know about over there, but I lived on the Gold Coast in Australia and the clubs didn’t shut till 5am, then if you weren’t entirely wasted, or maybe if you were, you’d find an afterparty or 2.
“In my day, the clubs had ladies’ night,
I can remember those, where there’s girls, guys follow, makes perfect promotional sense. A club I went to had a ‘screw party’ in fact I’ve got a T-shirt from it, not as rude as it sounds, when you went to go inside the girls were given a nut and the guys a screw, like proper diy items, once in you go around talking to people and seeing if the 2 pieces matched, in that when you tried to wind the nut onto the screw it would, then you both got a free drink. It’s quite clever thinking for whoever thought it up.
“I’ll contact you when we find the girl’s body.”
Raspberry cider has hit the fishies hard, I did tell to only swim in it, not drink it! But they just never listen. So while they’re on the ‘happy side’ here’s where they, the web and moi the Id are all at…
The person who killed Charlotte, father or son, has importance as well as important friends, and I thunk one, or both of them were sleeping with her. She got pregnant and the skies opened up with fire. She maybe wanted to keep the baby, and that was just going to ruin their plans, daddy dearest may of been more than happy for a few rolls in the hay, but a pregnant teenager was far far far away from his plans, on the other hand the son might of hit out in anger and then daddy dearest cleaned up, or had someone else do it. Maybe she expected to have a happy ever after, but as we all know, fairytales are just that, tales.
So why is he helping the cause ? Maybe even pardoning him? Oh let me count the ways, he wants to sleep with her, he wants inside knowledge, just that on repeat will do. And why is all this stuff happening, the videos, the attacks on Matt? Maybe they got too damn close, before and after, so they just want it all cleaned up for good but it’s proving a trickier than they imagined.
Evan Pine fixating on a clue, running it into the ground, getting discouraged, swearing he was done with it all, then identifying a new clue and repeating the cycle.
I reckon this goes one of two ways,
#1 they thought her death would of been blamed on the serial killer, slam dunk, all they had to do was look sad at the funeral, but it wasn’t, and so they had a big problem. So then they purposely fixed up Daniel.
#2 is pretty much the same as above. The set up could be before or after she was dead. It’s a toss up, but maybe one of them wore his clothes, that bits a maybe, but once they had a dead body, they could of got him blotto and set things in motion.
Sorry for all the notes, the webs had a dip in the pool too & she’s not used to cider! Guess that leaves me as the designated non drinker, but they never told me and that pool of cider just looked too inviting ;)
Ooh! I just thought of a numero 3… if and it’s one heck of an if, but if she is still alive, maybe the baby and all of that’s a lot of the little red fishies coming into play, how about if she found something out that she shouldn’t of, they may of killed her for that, or, and again it’s one big supernova or, she’s in witness protection and the luring of the family is to find her.
God there’s so SO many possibilities & I LOVE it!
front of the church and waited for the crowd to settle. Then, in a weak voice that again brought Matt back to when he was a boy, the minister began his remarks.
I can’t remember pretty much anything of my Dads, or who was or wasn’t there, I don’t remember all of the songs at the end, even though I chose them, but I remember the final one, Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen, the Jeff Gutt version. It’s about a man destroyed by a woman he loves more than anything else, kinda fitting, Mum didn’t know the lyrics or meaning obviously or she’d never of allowed it.
Matt turned, and instead of heading to the basement, he loosened his tie and walked out into the storm.
That’s exactly what I did with a few little exceptions, and yes I know exactly & exceptions aren’t the best hand holders, but I came into the entrance of the building, it wasn’t a church, stayed away from people as much as I could. His casket was open in a little room so you could say goodbye in private, but no one gave me the flipping opportunity people were in and out and I gave up & was pretty peeved off to say the least. I sat through the service, other people talking like they actually knew him, they didn’t, the only one who really knew him was me, the only one who really loved him was me, this was just a big, non religious show. Once that ended I sat outside while Mum got me a lift home, an Aunty took me, once back I proceeded to cry and drink until I fell asleep
Keller imagined that this was how it was everywhere. If you lived in Manhattan, you were immune to terror warnings. If you lived in San Francisco, you didn’t get jarred when the ground shook. If you lived in Florida, you took hurricane watches in stride. And if you lived here, you calmly shuffled to lower ground when funnels threatened to fall from the sky and destroy everything in their path.
Jessica Wheeler
Mystery girl I betcha, and she’s probably involved, older men have lots of $$ when it comes to younger girls, heck that could be what’s behind the entire thing, did she say she was going to tell, so they killed her?
Let’s face it his luck with girls in cars not exactly working very well!
“There’s a room upstairs,” she said. He nodded, following her to a door in the back. She fumbled for her keys, kissing him again as she unlocked the door to a narrow stairwell. She took his hand.
Why people want sex at times like funerals or just death, my little spinning psychologist Spidey says, is when we’re close to death, it scares up reminds us we’re all going to die, and trust me I don’t like that idea more than anyone else! But we want sex because it takes our minds off anything else and also because it’s life affirming, after all sex does make new life. That’ll be $300, I take all major credit cards but prefer PayPal ;)
Evan
Evan
Evan
Probably nothing to worry about, but ever since the appendix scare, Evan never took routine symptoms for granted.
Tell me about it, after having my ‘brain drained’, or in better language after having neurosurgery to get a subdural haematoma, massive blood clot to the layman, out of my skull, I’m more paranoid than anything. If I’d done the usual ‘I’ll just go to bed, it’ll be better in the morning’ thing we all do when we feel unwell, I’d be dead, no exaggeration, the clot had pushed my brain fully into one side of my head. So nope, if you feel unwell, go with your gut, feeling a little silly if it’s nothing major, you can deal with that, if it is major, then be grateful you got it checked out.

