I am finding it harder and harder to concentrate on everyday activities of late, I am quite sure Grace has noticed but she has not breathed a word about it.
However I believe that I have perfected how I shall extract justice from Jean- Christophe, both for Richmond and myself. All I need to do now is acquire a few tools, set the scene for his swan ( Read more... )

I have grown so weary of fighting him. Wherever I am he is there too, hiding in the background watching, waiting for his chance ( Read more... )

I am absolutely positive that one of my 9mm caliber pistols is in fact missing.
I do not know how this could have happened, I had checked the weapon cache on Monday and on having a rather strange feeling I checked them again today and there was a missing gun. I am quite distressed by this, as there is no way it could have been taken and yet it is ( Read more... )

Stitch came to the house today to check on one of the steps in which Grace found a crack. When he arrived he was not himself, in fact he seemed a little tense and slightly odd.
I am a little concerened about him, it could be stress or my imagination but I do not know what to do. I think perhaps I shall just wait and see, he could be quite normal ( Read more... )

Ah nostalgia sneaks upon me like a silent lover or perhaps more aptly a murderer.

All those adventures and the people I have met come to me in flashes but what I see the most is the scenes of pain and horror.
I watch them all as if I am naught but a ghost, made to re-live each bad decision and abhorrent act I have ever done. Above all one thing ( Read more... )

Do I have to do everything myself, honestly they are supposed to be the best. All I asked for was a simple disposal yet the police have found him and I had to go to Paul again. One does not like to see his face first thing in the morning, it is rather disgusting ( Read more... )

I thank the gods and anyone who will listen for my children, who I cannot wait to see later today. I thank them for Grace and her unending love and patience.

I thank them for my luck, faith and intuition. My stamina and the way I can pick things up so easily.

I curse them for the way my heart behaves, how jealous I become and how suspicious I am. How ( Read more... )

'We must act out passion before we can feel it' Jean- Paul Sartre

Thats what I told him. Why did I do that, he has been nothing but a gentleman and good friend to me.

This is all becoming much to close to the bone.

I have not felt this itch for years, I think it may be tied to my need to escape to other more dangerous places.
To top it all off ( Read more... )

The search for Jean christophe is gathering momentum, it appears I may have word of him soon ( Read more... )