Painted Ruse
“You can’t park here without a permit.” “Bin’ comin’ ‘ere longer than ’em petty council laws were in place.” She hobbled down the steps clutching a walking stick. “I’ve never seen you, or this bus you can’t miss.” He studied the small haggard woman. “D’ya think my bus is pretty?” She beamed wide at the…
Were the books cooked?
Cracking open the covers to follow the footnotes of this twisted plot that had more pulp than a paperback!
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