Twas another cold English day, and I was meeting Jekyll again. Much earlier on this day as I was hoping I could stay in his house for a few hours and chit-chat.
It was unlike Jekyll to be late. I waited, and waited. Until a saw a figure walking towards me.
"Jekyll?" I breathed hot mist into the night air.
"Carew."
It was a husky voice that replied. It almost didn't sound human. The midnight fog started to reveal some features on the mans body. He was short for a gentleman, and was a bit chubby. His face was wrinkled and he had a wart on his chin. Dressed in a suit and top hat, the figure stepped closer, and closer. This was not Jekyll.
"Good grief, Sir! What should a gentleman like you be out for at this fine hour?" I calmly said, bowing politely to him.
"Carew."
"Yes, that is my name"
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Hyde-ing the relationship
Roman d'amour' "Good morning Carew," said Jekyll, "Just on time". "Well, tis my custom go be punctual." He replied. ' My first story. Contains references and passages of The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. The rest of the work is original and based on a t...
