Zip!

At this point I realised I was being my own worst enemy. If I even half-believed this might be Aidan, alive and well, then I should zip my mouth and let him have his say before making any judgements on it.

“Sorry mate, I interrupted you!”

”No worries; you always were a tosser! Anyway... and now I have to ask for a suspension of belief... I was helped out after you had all left the funeral parlour by someone who shall remain nameless... my guardian angel you might even say.”

I struggled here not to say anything... but... ziiiiip!