A Comfy Night In


A warm drink, a packet of chocolate biscuits, and watching re-runs of Miss Marple was Barbara’s idea of heaven. She didn’t want nights out partying, with the local riff-raff.

Alcohol didn’t bother her, neither did the dancing.

Friends were forever trying to get her to meet someone, but she had no need of love. The only love she needed was from her German Shepard. He would always welcome her home, with a wag of his tail, and a kiss on the cheek. He wasn’t high maintenance, would go on long walks with her across the park. His rowdy reception of anyone at the door – nobody strange would be let in.

Putting on the television, she sunk her feet into her new plush carpet. The television was switched on. She leant back into the soft pillows. Her mug of hot chocolate ready, she pressed play.

Scamp settled beside her, his head on her lap. Who needed dancing, when you had a warm drink, chocolate biscuits, and a mystery to solve?

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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