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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 39

Everyone stopped breathing for a heartbeat and the scene froze in Samantha's memory, like a still from a film. The huge man cowering in the corner, his hands raised in the sign of the evil eye, Mrs Winton looking up at him pleadingly, the waiters halted in mid-serve, their trays suspended above their heads, the customers staring in horror and disbelief at the boy beside her - and Rupert himself, trembling like a young deer, backed against the wall with his hands flat out behind him.

Then time sped up again. Rafa slumped down against the wall. His sons put down their trays and ran towards him; the customers began talking again, mainly in whispers, with many glances and gesticulations towards Rupert. Samantha heard the word 'mantequero' repeated many times.