Scrumping

by Colin Devonshire – First published on http://www.dark-novels.com SCRUMPING “I thought you were going to get me some apples?” Abby glared at her husband. “I am, give me a chance,” Andy tutted, “Can’t you see I’m busy?” “Put your betting slips away, and get outside, find me at least thirty cookers for my pies. AndContinue reading “Scrumping”