short story
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By Susan Lamb Richard was feeling very bored and restless. A medieval ghost-king in a cathedral is never a good thing, especially when he’s bored. The congregation left their coats and hats neatly on the pews while they were rehearsing songs for an event in the local home for the bewildered and lost. Richard drifted…
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By Sue Lamb Richard was doing his very best to look dignified and regal as usual. He was standing near his tomb, his arms folded, trying to project an air of ‘Plantagenet power’ in case any tourists with cameras wandered by. He’d been practising his ‘look’ in front of the mirror in the Gents conveniences…