AlfeeTee

By AlfeeTee

Moonlight mystery.

Edgar felt crushed by the claustrophobic tension in the room. The endless sympathetic commiserations would never return his darling Maud.
Escaping into the night for a cigarette he was startled by a movement in his peripheral vision.
"Maudy, is that you..? Oh cruel moonlight trickery, of course not, you were buried not six painful hours ago."

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