One of a compilation titled "Murderous Verses." Some are dark, some are funny, all have a mysterious or murderous twist.
He stares into my lifeless eyes
His tears rain down so free
He kisses my cold, dead cheek
He mourns for all to see.
He did not kill his lovely wife
Nor did he murder me
He did not slash us with a knife
The man who did is free.
Yet though he loved the both of us
And now kneels over me
The lie for law becomes a plus
The truth ends here for me.
Book Four in Belinda Lawrence mystery series. Confirming the Professor was murdered proves to be a challenge and, gradually, as they get to know those associated with the Manor House, Belinda and Hazel discover another murder and an intricate web of
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