Port Hope Simpson wild bay

historical fiction based on year as vso volunteer in Port Hope Simpson, Labrador, Newfoundland, Canada 1969-70 and coming back out to The Town of Port Hope Simpson's Coming Home Celebrations in July 2002; also based on holiday travels; Richard ap Meurig's sense of purpose, peace, quietness,returning to awe-inspiring wilderness of The Labrador, spiritual retreat & renewal...http://porthopesimpson.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, July 20, 2004

36. settled themselves down in comfy wickerwork chairs,




draped with the bright yellow and blue Portuguese cloths it was if they had never been apart. They were already joking and laughing together. Richard never felt left out. He was made to feel most welcome.
As Richard listened, Shanolla without hesitation just came out with it and told her mother all about her Grandmother’s wish. Her mother only nodded.
On the night of James and Emily’s deaths, Roseanne remembered her mother leaving their house for the 15-minute walk to the bungalow. A walk she had done countless times before. However on that particular night, she came running back to the house in a terrible state. As if something had frightened her out of her wits. She then told Shanolla and Richard the story almost exactly as he had already heard it. When she had finished, Richard quietly asked, “Would you mind if I asked a few questions?”
Roseanne agreed.
“Who decapitated him?”
“She did - his wife. My mother said that she saw her do it. She said there was blood everywhere.”
“Was there anybody else in the house apart from Mr. and Mrs. Jeffrey and their baby daughter, Emily?”
“No. Except Kristian Orlowski, one of Quigley’s assistants who was there earlier in the evening. He was there talking with Mr. Jeffery about something or other Mother said. She just naturally assumed that he left. Although she didn’t see him leave.”
“Where was the baby?”
“Where she always was, in the other room. Mother put her in there about two weeks earlier so’s Mr. and Mrs. Jeffrey could sleep better.”
“That’s about all I can remember what mother told me,” said