Sunday, February 9, 2014

Kathleen

As usual, Kathleen had the heating on full and the front room sweltered. Mickey leant back on the old settee and blew out his cheeks. It was the first time he had eaten meat in six months and his gran’s roast chicken was lying heavy in his stomach. The last time he’d eaten meat had […]



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