Rosa Rankin-Gee books

The Last Kings of Sark

‘It’s called shucking,’ she said, ‘I read about it.’ She was using scissors again. ‘It’s my first time.’ A shell broke open like a cracked tooth. ‘Fuck, there’s a load of skank in that one. Worst so far. Look, Pip.’ He peered in. He was holding loo paper over his hand. ‘Cut myself on the first on...