MURDER IN THE ORATORY
Fifteen
The morning seems very chilly, and gloomy. I am dressed in a black skater dress, with black ankle boots. These were bought by Jasper a while back, and they were the very first gifts he bought when he was alone. They are my favourites.
I had to supplement that with stockings that resemble my skin in order to keep the screeching cold at bay. I look fabulous, and just in case you are wondering, it has been three days since June died, that affected me so much, and it is her burial.
I am attending this against Jaspers wish, and just so you know, we are going with him, but he is still asleep. He slept a bit late yesterday because he had a long therapy session with one of his patients and that’s how I slept before him. In short, because of ethics, and morality
