Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 162 )

Jack the Ripper – A  Love Story ( Excerpt 162 )

  ‘Then  that’s settled, I’ll take my leave and expect you on Saturday, it has been a pleasure to renew our friendship,’ I said in all honesty. ‘Likewise’ stated Fred offering me his hand, ‘It really is good to see you again.’ ‘Until Saturday!’ I said as I shook his hand and departed.

I think the next thing I must do is send a telegram to my brother Giles, in the hopes that he may be available to come to mine and stay overnight, if it is at all possible, I would like him to be there.

I also have a mind to invite Jenny, she does after all to a certain extent have a stake in this venture. I will inform her that if she has a gentleman friend, then he his invited too, besides I would like her to meet my friends, the few treasured ones that I have.

It was nice in Africa, having Arthur to confide in, but that was a friendship formed in adversity and nothing like the bond shared between myself, my sibling and the Abberline’s. that solid bond of friendship.

I got to thinking about that comment that Fred made, about people holding me in high regard, I wondered did he know something that was unknown to me. I found it most perplexing, especially as it might relate to the success or failure of my new venture.

(C) Damian Grange 2019

 

2 thoughts on “Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 162 )

  1. When I was doing my research I came across the fact that Conan Doyle had served in a Doctor’s capacity in Concentration Camp No.1, so I wrote him into my story. If only as an homage to a great author.

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