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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 40

Rafa, now completely recovered from his earlier fright, had climbed upon the bar and adopted a dramatic pose, clearly as a prelude to a speech.

"No time,"Johan called. "The boy has disappeared. We must find him before he finds his father."

The villagers looked at each other in consternation, then all rushed out of the bar at once, causing a jam as they all tried to get through the narrow doorway at the same time.

By the time Johan and the women finally got out, the first villagers were well on their way, brandishing their weapons and singing as they went. "Do they know where they're going?"Johan asked. "No, but I do,"Rafa said and, taking a different and more difficult path, he led the way.

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