Introducing Jim Fuller

The arrival of the stranger

The stranger walked along the tree sheltered lane towards his destination. Every now and then he would manage to catch a glimpse of the village between the shrubs and bushes at the side of the lane. He could make out the church’s steeple with its strange crooked shape – the church that had been at the centre of his nightmares for so many years.   It was finally time to face his demons.

In appearance the stranger was friendly looking, clean shaven, reasonably tall, slim, reasonably dressed, and looked around 55 years of age. Nothing at all extraordinary about his appearance except, of course, that he was a stranger to the area.

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