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He watched. From an upstairs window. Scuttling clouds reflected on his specs. A step back from the pane. So not obvious, that he was there.

But I knew.

There was talk. Small village so speculation spread quicker than fire. It's easy to judge isn't it?

It was odd. The way he watched. The way he was always there. I wondered could he just be lonely? The older children shouted things.

When he'd gone it was stranger. No figure lurking. And the rumours spread quicker still.

Prison.
Again.

I tried to ignore, not judge but I wondered.

He made me shudder.

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    Drew Martyn almost 2 years ago

    This is great. Shows just how behaviour that's not the norm can lead to all sorts of accusations, and also maybe just how right a woman's instinct is.

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    Lisa Williams almost 2 years ago

    Thank you Drew X

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