Although the warehouse was far warmer than the place in Clonard—the building actually served to keep the wind out—the rumbling violence of foul weather meeting corrugated tin brought dreams of Long Kesh. He felt awful for Frankie, not that Frankie would complain. He wouldn’t even speak of the nig...
Liam said. “I told Bobby we’d be downstairs. They’ll be here any minute.” It was Saturday morning, and Bobby was taking them to another road rally—the first of the new year, and Liam couldn’t wait to get out of Belfast and have some fun.Something clattered to the floor in the washroom.“Dammit!”“Y...