Rose Hill

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Genres: Fiction
Scott said of course he would make himself available whenever she could make time for him. It was like talking to his mother; he knew what she wanted to hear, and the tone he used was just as important as the words.     Scott went down to the bakery to talk to Bonnie Fitzpatrick, who was at first glad to see him, but when he asked what time Patrick got home on the night Theo was murdered she stared at him like he’d sprung horns.     “I have to ask in order to eliminate him as a suspect,” Scott said.     “I know you’re just doing your job, Scott, but this is Patrick we’re talking about.”     “I don’t think he killed Theo,” Scott told her. “I have to make sure no one else can accuse him.”     She softened a bit but still frowned.     “If my second born doesn’t go home with some floozy, he’s in my kitchen eating leftovers by 2:15 a.m. Men, as my mother often told me, are just like dogs, and occasionally like to roll in shit.
Rose Hill
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