Dedicated to Donna - thanks for reading xxxx

(Scene Ninety-one:  30th September - 2.00 p.m.  Kelly and Jake lay flowers outside Angie’s Den.  Theirs are the only floral tributes for the unpopular prostitute who lured Kelly and Zoë into the game).

Kelly:  She wasn’t all bad.  She looked after me in the early days.  She looked after Zoë too, if it ( Read more... )

Dedicated to: DONNA - thanks for reading

(Scene Eighty-nine:  Kat arrives home to find her father making coffee for the family).

Kat:  When did Belinda say she and Neville were coming home after their holiday in Australia?

Charlie:  Not sure, love.  Why?

Kat:  Well I’m going to ring Neville’s office and find out.

Big Mo:  Why?

Kat:  Because I don’t ( Read more... )

(Scene Eighty-seven:  The officers and Gem N return from the ladies, no one asks what they saw as the look upon their faces is enough for all to guess what horror they saw.  DCI Marsden wipes her face with a handkerchief).

DCI Marsden:  I have reason to believe, the murderer of Roxy Drake is here with us now.

(Everyone cries in shock; some scream ( Read more... )

(Scene Eighty-five:  Ladies - Angie’s Den - Roxy swallows a tablet followed by a gulp of tap water).

Minder:  Are you sure you’re okay now?

Roxy:  Quite sure.  You’re certain no one was looking at me out there?

Minder:  Quite certain.

Roxy:  I just felt all peculiar right then.  Like I did during that one night in the nightclub.  You remember.

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“And the pain?”  I asked in my small childlike voice.  “Will I forget that also?” I indicated my chest.

“Yes that also,” Rosa assured me.  “Now you should be sleeping, young man.”

Somehow I know already that if I sleep, memories of Sharon will fade, all my memories of Walford will fade with her.  I’m too young to retain those memories I realise and ( Read more... )

I wanted to tell him to fuck off for it was all his fault this was happening.  The girl was looking at him accusingly.  I saw the malevolence in her eyes as she gazed at him and I knew she meant to do him harm.  When she looked at me again, her look was serene.

“Let go, Dennis,” she whispered.  I alone could hear her words.  She wanted me to let ( Read more... )

There was a time when Chrissie asked me did I have any good childhood memories.  I told her no and then I remembered Rosa.  Rosa had been a cleaner in the children’s home, she had also helped cook out and during one bullying session she saved me from a group of boys and sat me down in the kitchen where she gave me some hot broth.

I began pouring my ( Read more... )

The day I died, my life flashed before me.  I saw myself as a young boy again and saw visions of my mother with her numerous boyfriends.  I don’t think she truly hated me, it was just her life spiralling out of control and I added to her turmoil.  She would lock me in cupboards sometimes, but on those occasions at least I was not subjected to the ( Read more... )

(XX)

48 hours later.  It is over.  At least where Charity is concerned, she took with her Mickey her boyfriend who got her pregnant.

Sam looks white and shaken after what they witnessed regarding Hope, however much one tries to deny it, the power which emanated from the girl was overwhelming and engulfed them all.

Sam doesn’t recall dying and ( Read more... )

(Grant passes close enough by them to overhear the conversation above the loud blare of the music.  He scowls angrily.  He despises women who have abortions.  And despises the presence of prostitutes, whether they be ex or otherwise).

Zoë:  Grant just looked at us then.  Am I right in thinking that it was Grant’s baby that Sharon aborted?

Vicki:  ( Read more... )