Dennis and Joyce Jowett were still arguing and bickering as they made their way down Enderby Street towards the Methodist Hall, where a spiritualist meeting was being held by the ‘famed spiritualist and medium. Simeon Trynor.’
Charlie followed at a discreet distance.
Ever since she had received the heart-rending news of Josie’s death from an overdose, Joyce had been wracked with guilt, those hateful words forever coming back to haunt her ‘I wish to God we’d never had you, you ungrateful little b***h. You’ve been nothing but trouble ever since you were born. Go on, get out of this house’
‘I wish to God we’d never had you, you ungrateful little b***h. You’ve been nothing but trouble ever since you were born. Go on, get out of this house’She regretted those words a thousand times every day
