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Mysteries of Mrs.Maybelle

Alluring Mystery Mrs. Maybelle and friends stumble on a murder. Will they find out the truth behind who did it and will they ever find more to solve. with Maybelle and her old friend Sydney working together and maybe old memories what will they do together. Just solve a mystery or two or more

Kara_Middleton · Realistic
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8 Chs

Story

Today was the day that I set out for a new adventure in Whitchurch. I wonder what lies ahead for me there. Maybe I could even write again. Even though my one and only friend turned out to be a murderer, I feel inspired to write about her story as a mystery. I don't normally feel like I should write about things like my own friends' murderous rampage but for whatever reason, something is compelling me to do so. However I told that feeling no, if I were to write again it would be on my own terms. Again there was a feeling to write mystery and murder. I wouldn't mind writing about mystery and murder but I would never write it about my own friends' incident. 'Beep Beep' sounded the car horn. It was time to leave the Welsh border. I was going to Whitchurch, Shropshire. England provides many places but not many small loving towns like Whitchurch in Shropshire. It may be a market town but it's small and a very loving place. Everyone was so nice to me when I visited as a little girl. I can't imagine leaving my old town apartment in Abergavenny. This is also a market town in Monmouthshire. There's not much left to do in this town anymore. Whitechurch will be a nice breath of fresh air, they say a change of scenery can truly help anyone. I wonder if I'll find something to write about when I get there. The whole trip took three hours but it was worth it, because now that I see this beautiful place I feel like a new person. Now to find a place to live.

" There's a place to rent at Shotton Hall ma'am" said the driver.

"Thank you young man, how much do I owe you?" I ask, but all he did was shake his head no.

" No ma'am this one's on me. I was off duty when I picked you up so it's no problem."

" Oh tish tosh I never take things for free young man, now how much is the fee I owe you" I sternly replied.

"Well then ma'am, that'll be £4.50," is all the young man said with a very big smile on his face. I thought it was funny that he almost insisted that was the price. But I knew better so I gave the man £8 instead.

I thanked him again and headed over to Shotton Hall that the driver mentioned. The walk wasn't too hard or too far and it was such a beautiful place, I almost couldn't take my eyes off it. It's time that I start moving on with my life. I thought to myself, I wonder sometimes why I drone on in my own head. But then I realize it's because I get inspired by talking to myself. That's when I had bumped into someone. I looked up and who do I see, none other than my own nephew Harry.

" My word, is that you Harry?" I asked.

" Huh, Aunt Maybelle? What in God's name are you doing here?" He sounded almost angry.

" You haven't heard yet? There was a terrible murder at my reunion last week. I didn't want to stay there any longer so I figured I'd move up here. Never expected to see you here Harry, it's a nice surprise. I haven't seen you since you left for college. My my how you've grown. I'm trying to rent one of these apartments. Maybe you can help me my dear nephew."