This is the twenty-third part of a fiction serial, in 755 words.
The pizza was delicious, but Jon ate it automatically, as if it was made of cardboard. Lolly must have told the Bowes family where he lived, but why would they go to such lengths just to pester him with silly letters, and send him on a pointless chase around southern England? And part of him was concerned for his former lover.
When the owner brought the bill, he asked if she had any idea where Lawrence might have gone. She shrugged hard, wobbling her large breasts up and down under her black T-shirt. “No idea, I’m sorry. We have had no request for a reference, not that I would have given him one, and his post was never redirected. We just threw it away. He left a few things behind, like a phone charger, and some dirty washing. We just threw them all away. Was everything alright for you sir?” Jon nodded, and added a generous tip.
As he stood up to leave, she called out to him. “Was he your son, by any chance?” That reminded Jon of the age difference, and he shook his head as he walked out, fighting back tears.
Once he had checked in to the hotel and sorted out his car park space, he decided that tomorrow would have to see some kind of showdown. All of this had gone on far too long. Even though he might get a book deal, and a television series, he now knew that it involved someone he still loved, and probably would always love.
After a restless night he had no appetite for breakfast, so settled for three cups of coffee to liven himself up. Changing into a reasonably smart suit, but leaving off a tie, he prepared all of his evidence so far, and placed it into his shoulder bag. The drive to Aldenham was fast and easy, and he parked on the street outside the church.
Surprisingly, the door was locked, so he waited in the car for someone to arrive and open up.
Just over an hour later, he saw the vicar walking along the street, then turning into the entrance to the churchyard. He was dressed in casual clothes, not his vicar’s suit. The bomber jacket and tight jeans made him look all the more like a basketball player. Jon was reminded of the Harlem Globetrotters, who he had watched on television when he was young.
He gave the man time to enter the church and do whatever vicars did, then got out of the car to go in to see him. He was sure he could trust the witty and honest man, and whatever the outcome, he was his best chance for resolving the mystery.
William seemed surprised to see him. “Hello again. It’s been a while. Did you come back to tell me you had written me and my church into your latest novel?” He was in his black suit, religious dog-collar in place. Jon spilled out the events of the past weeks, uncharacteristically babbling, and confirming all of his suspicions with what passed as evidence, including both letters.
The vicar listened attentively, and perused each document carefully before replying.
“I think I recall Eloise writing a novel. I didn’t know it had been rejected though. When she visits her mother, she often comes for Sunday service before going back to Kent and sometimes we chat briefly. But I cannot imagine that the two of them would concoct such a deception, just to have you running around the country trying to investigate it. What could possibly be their motive?”
Jon had to admit that he was struggling to discover a real motive, other than that they were being spiteful, and wasting his time. He asked William if he would be prepared to draw Amelia into the church, so that she could be confronted with the details of his investigation. The vicar pondered that for some time, then replied.
“I can see no harm in that. I will ask her to come and see me tomorrow, and make up some story about church business. Then you can ask her about the letters, and I will be there to witness what she has to say. Meanwhile, go back to your hotel and relax. I am sure it is all a lot of coincidence, a fuss about nothing, my friend. Come back here tomorrow at midday, and I am sure you will have an answer, and be reassured”.
Shaking his hand, Jon assured him he would be back the next day.
I have a very bad feeling about this little plan…C
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That’s good intuition, Cheryl. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete. x
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Tomorrow is the big day!
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Yes indeed. The final episode, Jennie.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I’ll be reading it after school today!
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Methinks the vicar agreed to this deception to readily to not be involved in some way x
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Well spotted, Carol! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete. x
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Thank you, Pete x
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I am just in time, Pete! :-)) xx Michael
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You are! 🙂
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So we all wait with him until tomorrow. warmest regards, Theo
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The denouement is on Sunday. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Looking forward to seeing how this all plays out tomorrow!
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Thanks, Jeanne. I hope you like the ending. 🙂
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(1) Bad citation: “When the owner brought the bill, Jon asked if she had any idea where Lawrence might have gone. She shrugged hard, wobbling her large breasts. That reassured her that Lolly had not hidden himself under her black T-shirt.”
(2) Jon tipped the owner, which was easy to do since her large breasts made her extremely top heavy.
(3) This may sound rather stupid, but since the clothes make the man, does that mean a reasonably smart suit indicates that Jonathon Ridley is reasonably smart?
(4) Jon’s notes: “A vicar wearing a bomber jacket suddenly exploded on the scene.”
(5) When I was a young driver, I pumped gasoline at Vickers religiously.
(6) The Vicar can imagine Moses parting the Red Sea. He can imagine trumpets destroying the walls of Jericho. He can imagine Lot’s wife being turned into a pillar of stone. But he can’t imagine Amelia and Eloise concocting a simple deception?
(7) If Amelia fails to explain the bloodstained letters, the vicar will be happy to compensate by explaining the Letters of Paul.
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The vicar does indeed appear to be flummoxed. But not exploding. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Looking forward to all being revealed tomorrow.
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Thanks, Mary. I hope everyone will not be disappointed.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Maybe Jon and Lolly will re-discover one another but there’s a lot of loose ends here! Can’t wait…
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All loose ends tied up tomorrow, Carolyn.
Well, sort of tied up… 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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The suspense is just getting a lot better each passing day!
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Thanks, Devangi. Last part tomorrow!
Best wishes, Pete.
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All will be revealed tomorrow?
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Yes, final part on Sunday.
Best wishes, Pete.
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not a clue how this will end, but I need to know 🙂
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Last episode tomorrow mate. 🙂
Cheers, Pete.
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Could it be that everyone is involved? Vicars shouldn’t be tricking anyone into turning up, he doesn’t really know Jon, so he’s either very curious or involved!
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I need Hercule Poirot to assemble every character in a drawing room. Then he can expose the culpriit!
Best wishes, Pete.
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Fab…all is going to be revealed tomorrow!
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Oh yes. No more Hmmms required. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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😄😄😂
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But, can we trust the vicar? Look forward to tomorrow.
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I wouldn’t trust anyone in this story, Darlene.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Exactly!
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Oh there are so many ways this can go! I really hope Jon walks away with Lawrence and has a happy ending.
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Glad you are hoping, Ami. 🙂
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suspense is building and anxiously awaiting tomorrow –
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You will be out of your misery tomorrow, Beth. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Ah the denouement tomorrow will be interesting! Not sure about the vicar!
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Brace yourself! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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nice story pete a good one
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Thanks very much.
Best wishes, Pete.
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well there might be the showdown tomorrow
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Yes indeed, it is the final part tomorrow. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Or, it could be a trap… great cliffhanger, Pete 👍😃
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Thanks, Chris. Last part tomorrow! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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😱👍👍👍
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