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           IstartedthinkinghowIcoulddoit,howIcouldgointoLewesassoonastheshopsopenedandgetalotofasprosandsomeflowers,chrysanthswereherfavourite.Thentaketheasprosandgodownwiththeflowersandliebesideher.Postaletterfirsttothepolice.Sotheywouldfindusdowntheretogether.TogetherintheGreatBeyond.

           Wewouldbeburiedtogether.LikeRomeoandJuliet.

           Itwouldbearealtragedy.Notsordid.

           IwouldgetsomeproperrespectifIdidit.IfIdestroyedthephotos,thatwasalltherewas,peoplewouldseeIneverdidanythingnastytoher,itwouldbetrulytragic.

           Ithoughtitout,andthenIwentandgotthephotosandthenegatives,allreadytoburnfirstthinginthemorning.

           ItwaslikeIhadtohavesomedefiniteplan.Anything,solongasitwasdefinite.

           Therewasthemoney,butIdidn’tcareanymore.AuntAnnieandMabelwouldgetit.MirandatalkedabouttheSavetheChildrenfund,butshewasalreadyhalfoffherrocker.Allthosecharitiesarerunbycrooks.SavetheTrustees,morelike.

           Iwantedwhatmoneycouldn’tbuy.IfIreallyhadgotanastymindIwouldnothavegonetoallthetroubleIdid,IwouldhavejustvisitedthewomenyoureadaboutontheboardsinPaddingtonandSohoanddonewhatIwanted.Youcan’tbuyhappiness.ImusthaveheardAuntAnniesaythatahundredtimes.Haha,Ialwaysthought,justlet’shaveatryfirst.Well,Ihadmytry.

           Becausewhatitis,it’sluck