Sad Expresion

Fredrick Carters father,
following a long day of over indulgence,
blew his brains out with a double barrelled pistol,
in a Dublin brothel during a visit with his favourite prostitute.

The policeman reporting form the scene,
noted;
  ' He died with a sad expression on his face'.

Inspired from a passage of the book, Training School for Elephants  by Sophy Roberts
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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