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Ben returned from the counter. He saw the luminous colour of the Post-it but he could not read it until he put his glasses on.
Once he did he became very confused. The words written were “Marx, Highgate.” Why would anybody put that on his book? Was it a code? Should he call the police?
Ben did what most would do in that situation. He put the note on the cardboard Starbucks cup as he drank the coffee. He forgot about the note when it was in the bin.
Until he heard the news of the bomb at Highgate Cemetery.
Written for Friday fictioneers
AngieTrafford 
A bomb in a cemetery.
Interesting development, Angie, if it targets a funeral party.
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Especially because only handful were people over certain calibre would get buried in Highgate… Interesting idea 🙂 Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Ah, I wasn’t expecting that! Thanks for surprising me. 🙂
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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A surprise is never a bad thing 🙂 happy to help! Thank you for reading and commenting.
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I can just imagine all the ghosts running for cover! Nice one Angie
My story is a but click away!
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That gives me a great idea for another story 🙂 thank you very much! Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Great twist, Angie.
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Thank you very much. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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