It gets better in the second half is all that can be said for it.The real life Shankhill Butchers story is dripping with symbolism and horror. I am not sure if McNamee adds much to the story. He refuses to take Loyalist self-justifications at all seriously and swerves immediately to describing th...
SEE. SEE! Les couldn’t explain it except to say that everything about Wilsons felt wrong. It was as if something had been holding the place together all along, and that something had weakened, if not disappeared altogether. He started to notice how shabby the place had become. It had never been p...
She looked dreadful, her pale face gone gray, her chest barely rising and falling and spasms racking her every few minutes while she grimaced with pain. Dixie had gone to get Valant. They returned with two wheeled stretchers and lifted Vandra onto one. Daisy was able to get up onto the other by h...
He went down to the kitchen in the dark. He made no noise in passing Esther’s room. As he poured hot water from the kettle he looked up and saw her framed in the doorway. ‘Nine years ago you were standing in the same place. It was dark then as well.’ ‘Was it?’ ‘You were st...
At its head, the body of the great Harsh king was borne along on a black wagon. The wagon was drawn by six horses, if they could be said to be living horses. Their coats gleamed in a way that suggested health, but the gleam came in fact from a coating of frost, and their hooves appeared to be of ...
The driveway from the house still led through the scrap and the sharp corner where the door had swung open was still there, perhaps a hundred meters away. If he went on his hands and knees, he thought, or crawled on his belly, he could reach it. He moved to the edge of the trees. And as he moved ...
They would not be there, and it was because of Brunholm. "When do we meet?" The harshness had crept back into Danny's voice. "Tomorrow," Longford said. "But first you have to rest. You've had a bad time. We have a room all ready for you. Come with me." Longford led Danny out of the room and down ...
Seeing Owen asleep and the two men deep in conversation, she slipped off the sofa and out the door. It was much colder in the corridor and she shivered and drew her coat around her. She passed the mirror quickly. She didn't like the idea of having no reflection, but she couldn't help a sideways g...