Trouble in Tregaron

A Ken Frane Mystery

by

David Williams

Buy me a coffee

“That’s odd” remarked Frane to the Taxi Driver pointing to a candle in the window of the cottage. Dewi the Driver suddenly turned ashen.

“What’s the matter?” said Frane noticing the blood draining from his face,

“Corpse Candle Guv”

“Wossat en?” Frane had reverted to Valleys speak.

“That’ll be £17.50 from Lampeter”

Frane hands the Driver a £20.00 note and waves away the change.

Frane gets out with a suitcase that he confiscated from lost luggage many moons ago.

“So, what’s the corpse candle then?”

Dewi leans over and says “There are many country folks who still believe in the corpse candle as a forewarning of death; it appears in a house and lights the way to a place of burial”