What remained of Friday quickly passed. I read the list on which were more names unknown to me than the reverse, and of those that I did recognise, none jumped from the pages screaming Murderer! I seemed inundated by detail. Everything appeared to have been covered for both days by my brother, but still I fussed and had to check. I hadn"t seen Maurice for several years, and had no desire to rush and reunite. There was no hostility between the two of us, it was simply that we had drifted apart through the ages and now had little in common in which to engage. I was not in the mood for idle niceties, nor was I looking forward to the conversation with my recently extended family at dinner.
Murderer!Joseph carried my excuses, blaming tiredness and weight of responsibility as reasons for my abs
