Who Killed Mrs. Crew (4)

Mrs. Crew lived in a bungalow by herself on Croombe Road. By herself, with a parrot. I had seen the parrot through the window. I heard it ringing, ring, ring, like a telephonic device. I heard it through the letterbox. On Tuesdays Mrs. Crew was visited by a nurse. From the nurse I learned Mrs.…

daddy’s baubles

I have never received a letter, said the five year old to the Grandmother Owl who had a bushy white tufty bunny-rabbit tail beard that sat hanging from the chin of the owl like a polar bear’s testicular sack. Daddy’s baubles. That’s too bad, letters are best at this time of year. When the leaves…