Maybe it was some lingering uneasiness after the burglary, though he knew the chances of a repeat were minimal, but Nick found he’d got used to having another living, breathing presence around: someone to talk to now and then, even if it was just to say ‘How about a cup of tea?’ For a while he oc...
Through velvet blue into grey dimness. Up towards the light. And sound starts to penetrate now. Low echoes, vibrating through the water. But I’m not ready to leave yet. I’m safe here, floating in the shadows. The pain is dist...