Chapter 35

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Funeral no 1 Emotionally dead The funeral home did a lovely job on Les. Within budget. Dulcie had organised the whole event in her spartan style and there would be just enough for everyone to have 2 biscuits and a scone each. Les was lying in state. Like most men he was dressed and just hanging around for everyone to show up while his wife was flat out. This time he was flat out. Had he been alive he would've enjoyed the attention. The mourners who came first were huge old boys. Back then you had to be over six feet tall to be a cop. One guy even had to duck as he came in the door. Jim had visions of him as a red neck country cop with a turned up brim, carrying a horse in, and drawling through gappy teeth, Sarge ma hawse is sick. Jim was at his first funeral and wasn't sure what

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