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100wordsTitle: Alias
Fandom: And then there were none [Agatha Christie, TV & book]
Rating: Gen
Notes: Vera Claythorne considers her name.
Many times a day, she said it.
Claythorne.
Vera.
Vera Claythorne.
Miss Claythorne.
Claythorne, Vera.
And many times a day, she was distracted.
By a ladder in her stockings.
Or tea.
Or catching a train.
Or answering a letter.
Or taking off, or putting on, her hat.
Or leafing through a magazine.
Or signing a register.
Or envying another woman’s hat.
It was only here, on this island, she realised, that she had the freedom, isn’t that what General MacArther had meant, or the scourge, perhaps, to dispense with distractions and abbreviations.
Hello, my name is Vera Claythorne, alias murderess.
Fandom: And then there were none [Agatha Christie, TV & book]
Rating: Gen
Notes: Vera Claythorne considers her name.
Many times a day, she said it.
Claythorne.
Vera.
Vera Claythorne.
Miss Claythorne.
Claythorne, Vera.
And many times a day, she was distracted.
By a ladder in her stockings.
Or tea.
Or catching a train.
Or answering a letter.
Or taking off, or putting on, her hat.
Or leafing through a magazine.
Or signing a register.
Or envying another woman’s hat.
It was only here, on this island, she realised, that she had the freedom, isn’t that what General MacArther had meant, or the scourge, perhaps, to dispense with distractions and abbreviations.
Hello, my name is Vera Claythorne, alias murderess.
