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The Joy of Life Through Nature Part 3

The Joy of Life Through Nature By D.I. Jolly (Part 3)   Part 1 Part 2 Mrs Martha Jenkins had been a world class beauty in her youth, and even at 84 years old it still shown through her features. Specifically, Jones thought, when she smiled. There was an ease and grace about it that…

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The Joy of Life Through Nature Part 2

The Joy of Life Through Nature By D.I. Jolly (Part 2)   FIND PART 1 HERE. Jones arrived at his office, with a take away cup of coffee in one hand and a brown paper bag, packed with a couple of deluxe sandwiches in the other. Under his arm was Frank’s folder, and despite his…

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The Joy of Life Through Nature

The only thing better than complaining about the bitter cold of winter was complaining about the endless heat of summer.

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Something is Blooming – Part 2

I do not have cops in my pocket, Mr Jones, and while I might be a man who colours outside of the lines, the kind of clout, influence and willingness to take risks is not something I’m interested in.

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Something is Blooming By D.I. Jolly

“You’re here, Mr. Jones, because a woman in a red dress told you to be here. Because she cried in your office and then offered you a lot of money and sweet sorrowful lies. The same reason you do everything.”

2 Comments 28 July 2020 D.I. Jolly
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Why Not?

This was tropical, the kind of heat that filled a room and hung on your shoulders like a hot wet blanket. The kind of heat that feels like drowning if you breathed too deeply. The kind of heat that Jones P.I. hated most.

2 Comments 7 May 2019 D.I. Jolly
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