CHAPTER IX
REVENGE
Another month passed, Dick, Titty and Dot began to realise that the processes of the law sometimes move slowly, but eventually it was all completed. Dot had to attend her own solicitor's office, sign a number of documents, a process she always took Titty with her for moral support. Soon after all these things had been completed Dot's bank account had swollen by nearly one hundred thousand pounds.
As people do in times of loss and grief she tried to get on with her life, to do what she always did in her daily routine, and hoped she would come through it all. As they had always been, afternoons were for writing.
Another morning.
Dot was once again alone in the house and sitting at her writing desk trying to organise notes from her notebook, once more the post is delivered to the house. She hears it flop through the letterbox. She goes through to the hall.
Picking up the letters from the doormat she flicks through them, glances at the names, most of them are for Dick and Titty. There is just one letter for her, addressed to 'Miss Callum'.
It is strange.
On this letter the name and address are badly hand written, it's a cheap white envelope, slightly dog-eared, standing in the hallway she ripped it open at once, as she did so she had a heavy sensation in the pit of her stomach, she had bad feelings about this letter already.
Inside the envelope there was half a page torn from a child's exercise book, the sort with wide lined pages on rough paper. An angry message was scrawled across it in red crayon.