A Dedication To My Friend Marple

A Dedication To My Dear Friend Marple

“Although her chair was vacant, I knew she sat and watched from somewhere close, from behind a curtain, a mirror, a hidden syllable or even a leaf of her very own book.
She doesn’t miss anything of note and peers for necessity, rather than curiosity, falling over her sentences with a pondering thought and question to herself.
‘Who would have thought’ and the decidedly poignant ‘oh dear’ travel like an arrow to many hearts as her cobwebbed blue eyes pierce the defence of the most notorious innocence….”
© Nick Hawkins 21/8/14, all rights reserved

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