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Tales of the Mantequero

Jenny Twist was born in York and brought up in the West Yorkshire mill town of Heckmondwike, the eldest grandchild of a huge extended family. She left school at fifteen and went to work in an asbestos factory. After working in various jobs, including bacon-packer and escapologist’s assistant (she was The Lovely Tanya), she returned to full-time education and did a BA in history, at Manchester and post-graduate studies at Oxford. She stayed in Oxford working as a recruitment consultant for many years and it was there that she met and married her husband, Vic. In 2001 they retired and moved to Southern Spain where they live with their rather eccentric dogs and cat. Besides writing, she enjoys reading, knitting and attempting to do fiendishly difficult logic puzzles. In July 2018 she won the Author Show TOP FEMALE AUTHOR Fantasy/Horror/Paranormal/Science Fiction award. . . .In the south of Spain at the beginning of the twentieth century, village people still believed in this particular fabulous beast. Sometimes they called it a mantequero, and sometimes a sacamantecas; it was a monster which looked like a man, but which lived in wild places and fed on human manteca or fat . . . Some people still do . . . This book is a compilation of the three Mantequero stories: Mantequero, Disappeared and Sins of the Father; with the addition of two new stories: The First Mantequero and The Last Mantequero.

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Chapter 33

By Easter Rupert and Samantha were pretty much established in everyone's mind as a couple. Over the intervening weeks they had become inseparable, meeting in the breaks at school when they could and spending their evenings revising together. At school they were no longer referred to separately as Miss Piggy and the Geek but had become collectively 'the Geeks'.

Alison and Heather watched anxiously for a couple of weeks and then relaxed when it became clear that Samantha was not suffering any sudden dramatic weight loss.

It's OK, Alison thought to herself, he either doesn't take after his father or he has got better control of it.