This excerpt is from the book entitled The Goat Parva Murders an English Murder Mystery book set in the countryside, starring two policemen who have been working together for a few years and get along really well. There’s lots of dialogue and banter with some humour thrown in amongst the murders and suspects.
“Be no poisonous mushrooms in them woods,” said Carly, “well not poisonous to me at least, but I’m probably immune now. I ate a couple this morn.” She moved her head around in an anti-clockwise direction for five seconds before shaking her head vigourously.
“Are you sure – you seem dizzy?”
“That’s just the hangover from the rhubarb and dandelion wine last night; Emma left for Edinburgh late so we shared a nightcap afore she went.”
“What’s she studying again?”
“Medicine – oh – look what your dog’s found – a shoe.”
“Bingo, you naughty dog, put that down immediately.”
“How come dogs never find pairs of shoes; just one at a time? My shoes need throwing away, so I s’pose I should head to the animal shelter and borrow a couple of their retrievers and let ‘em loose; hopefully they’d bring back a matching pair.”
“This is a good shoe – Bingo where did you find this?” Mrs Hills gestured towards the bushes and Bingo flew off.
Carly Waferr was trying on the shoe when Bingo returned with the other matching shoe.
“My prayers have been answered, thank you lord,” shouted Carly and grabbed the shoe from the retriever. “They fit, it’s my day today,” she added.
“Who leaves a pair of shoes for a dog to find?” wondered Mrs Hills as Bingo went back to the bushes.
“Ain’t seen any campers,” said Carly admiring the shoes, “and there’s no tents around, ‘cept those of Danica’s admirers at her back door.”
“Oh that awful woman and her loose morals – teasing the men with her low cut frocks.”