"I said I'm deaf in this ear."Brian Morgan. He acted like he was deaf himself. Owen was face-to-face with him at last. And the bastard didn't even recognise him. Then he realised he was still wearing his hat low and his collar high. He whipped the woolly head-sock off his dome and pointed to his ...
He groaned and gently pushed her arm away. She whipped his duvet off and dumped it on the sock-littered carpet, exposing her stripped-to-the-boxers son to the fresh air pouring through the open window. "Joe, it's past one in the afternoon. Get up." "I'm freezing." He turned his back on her and cu...
At the mercy of screws and rules and timetables. I'm a grown man, can't even decide when to flick my own light out. Wish they could switch off my mind when the darkness comes. Maybe tomorrow I'll ask somebody where I can get some pills. Control that much, at least. Or maybe I should be looking fo...
I finally get myself a light and my cigarette tastes like sweaty balls and cancer. But I persevere. Maybe the last few puffs will be more like old times. I thank the little old lady who provided the Bic lighter and she tootles off with a bashed-up tartan trolley-bag trailing behind her. Strangfor...
Headrush, a local band, cranked out a killer Thin Lizzy riff with gusto. The singer sounded nothing like Phil Lynott, but he rocked the vocal line in his own way. A cigarette-ravaged blues whisper that scaled octaves like a Sherpa skipping up the Mourne Mountains. The guitars were tight and the d...
A mahogany coffee table straining under the weight of a thousand dog-eared magazines stood in the centre of the room, surrounded by empty chairs. Behind the glassy divide of the reception area sat two naked, humanoid, female demons. They filed their black talons on chalkboards. Mike thought them ...