CLAyton CRamer came from Mississippi and he spoke with a pronounced drawl. Now that he was in his 80s he was becoming a bit frail. His long-term grail had always been to live in a quaint Agatha Christy type English village. So he got his PA to hunt out a suitable property to buy and started making preparations for his relocation, including handing over his business to his daughter (who was much more adept in business than his sons). His wife hated the whole idea. [If this had been happening on the island of St Marie, you would be sure to find one of them dead by the next morning!]
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