We’d watched Carew walking away into the sunlight, with a lightness of step that belied his weight. Spring was in his walk and in the air, but it was a spring smirched now, like his smile, with a cold malevolence. I moved further up the path, up the hillside, putting more distance ’twixt us and C...
‘Hangin’ offence, sure t’be.’ The ole feller was flattened against the back end of a stone ex-pigsty, firing up another ciggy like it was a little stick of gelignite. ‘Passing theirselves off as Her Majesty’s Special Forces. Wartime, that’d be a bloody capital offence. Treason, see. Treason, boy!...
The wind had not died with the dawn. Cindy had awoken into cold light and the rocking of the inn sign, with its grim, grey, curly-horned ram. Amy collected his dishes. She wore one of her little black dresses, very Juliette Greco. Quite sexy, he thought sadly. Too late now for him to appreciate s...
Well, Lol knew what it would be and had resisted opening it, thinking it might be nice if he did it when Merrily was here. An introduction to a possible future. Never mind. He risked his bass-string thumbnail slitting the tape. Inside, a slim, brown...
And a dozen laden carts, all gathered under a whelk-shell sky in the field beyond London Bridge. Seemed at first like an advance guard for the Queen, and it was only when I left the wherry that I marked the absence of flags, music or any hint of merriment. And saw that the...