Chapter Eleven – Peter & Valerie Gould
Bang! Bang!
There it was again, the familiar shooting sound that woke Reverend Matthews from his slumber at least four times a week. This time it was later than usual, around half past five in the morning and, instead of trying to get back to sleep, he dressed and walked into town to see if Florence Wheeler needed a hand with her deliveries. The vicar hadn't been to help the little woman much during the summer months, as he'd been busy with parish business and then lately with Blackie Jenkins, firstly helping the poor man to face his incurable illness and then afterwards consoling Jilly as she came to terms with her husband's death. Now, as he strode purposely towards the terraced cottages, Archie reflected upon the past ten months, the duration of
