Cherry Laurel

The church is practically empty, this isn’t particularly surprising given how unpopular Thomas had been throughout his life, he was a cruel, spiteful man and this empty church was a true reflection on just how unloved he really was. If it wasn’t for this unseasonable heat wave we were having I’d have expected people to turn up just to spit on his grave. Instead the majority of the village had retreated down to the beach with picnics and Frisbees; the ice cream van and hot dog stands out in full force. I’m not alone in the church, there’s Reverend Childe, … Continue reading Cherry Laurel