This Week's words at 3 Word Wednesday are placid, quirky and nondescript .
Peter is a quiet soul. Polite, he is of the generation that doffs their caps and offers their seat to ladies. He is never the one to stand out in a crowd. His placid manner and nondescript features render him near invisible. If he has any quirky traits, they are kept behind closed doors, but that seems highly unlikely.
Maureen was a sweet soul. Everybody loved Maureen. Star jam-maker at the Women’s Institute, a side’s person at the church. Saturday afternoon she was standing in the high street selling poppies to those wishing to remember the fallen of war.
Peter rarely goes out after dark. He prefers his slippers, a cup of tea and Eastenders on the TV. No one saw him slip out of his cottage late Saturday evening.
Maureen left the church hall after the prayer group meeting finished. She didn’t like those dark evenings, but her friends were important to her and Saturday evenings were the highlight of her week.
Peter is sitting on a pew at the rear of the church. He knows few people at Maureen’s funeral, but something drew him here. He heard that she was found late on All Hallows Eve by the roadside, ghostly white, startled eyes bulging and two piercings in her neck.
Peter’s has no memory of the task he carried out that night. He remembers nothing of missions past, and will know nothing those still to come. Nevertheless, come they will. Next year, and the year after.........