Benjamin was not a happy-chappie when he saw where Nora his wife had been on the computer. No wonder she spent hours sitting and “just watching a movie”. Movie indeed! Nora had caught the bus to Woodsville, a neighbouring town, to visit an old school friend. An old school friend indeed! That’s not what the emails on the computer said. This Mateo in Woodsville seemed quite a heart throb.
A text arrived on Benjamin’s phone. It was from Nora. She had missed the bus so could he come the several miles and pick her up? She would begin to walk, but it could take several hours.
Off Benjamin went. He picked Nora up and they returned home. Now he had a problem: what to do with the body?
Weave a Web 
Dump the body and frame the heart throb… a good nights work.
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Oh you almost got it right. The heart throb was framed indeed – but it was his photo that Benjamin framed and kept on his dressing table – that is until the heart throb moved in permanently.
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Oh good…now that pesky Nora is out of the way and everyone is happy.
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Put her in the trunk and run the car into a lake!
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I can see why you wrote murder mysteries.
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Still writing. Fifth one out early next year.
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Wonderful!
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Dump it on Mateo’s doorstep? Or was it Mateo’s body?
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I never thought of that. Perhaps two bodies.
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