No More Dying Then*

“I think I’ll leave this toothbrush here,” Seb says as he packs his belongings in preparation for leaving. “So you’re coming back then,” I say, pulling on my fat-burning trousers. “I’ll be coming back, yes, of course I will, my darling,” he says, walking over to me, putting his arms round me.  Resting my face […]

The Cherry Blossom Murder*

“How are you lovely?” The message comes through from my Seb. “Just doing some writing on phone on bike at gym.  Didn’t see any eclipse.  Did you?” I say. “No, wasn’t really aware of it,” he says.  “Don’t think it was great down here anyway.  Lovely day now though.  Spring has sprung!”   My darling. […]