The Last Words of Emanuel Prettyjohn MP3
Read by Tony Bell and Lin Sagovsky
Alison Fish, Midwife
He were a funny wee babby, that one. Came out of his mam with a head full of blonde curls and a big beaming smile on his face. Nary a scream nor a whimper: nothing. He just looked at me with them big round eyes, smiling. And y’know, I think all of us in the delivery room just stopped and stared at him for a moment. Then we caught each other and sniggered like we was kind of embarrassed.
If you would like to read the rest of this story, please check out Weird Lies, the recent Arachne Press anthology in which it, and many other fantastical stories from the League archives, appears.
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