Inspector Sunday

Inspector Sunday stopped walking when he reached the place by the river. He felt at home, there, but didn’t know what to do next.

The sky, which had tried to teach him about the cat, told him a story of intersection. From behind him and to the left came a voice that delighted but shocked him.

“Grandad!”

©Stephen Tanham

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