Tag: growing up
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Shadows. Chapter Thirteen – A Place that was Ours
People on a street like the one I grew up in rarely used taxis. A cab fare took a sizeable slice of the weekly benefits cake, leaving too small a margin for such family essentials as TV, potato crisps, canned sugar drinks and beer. I’m not saying there was anything at all luxurious about a…
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A Place that was Ours. Chapter Eleven – A New Page
It was a reflex action. The naked man standing opposite me in the corridor of my home was Mackenzie Crabtree – no stranger to me – a man I had every reason to hate. My fury took over. I half-pushed, half shoulder-charged him, thrusting my full weight against his chest and sending him staggering backwards,…
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A Place that was Ours. Chapter Five – Criminal Acts
As I look back upon it now, I realise how my childhood ended that evening in June of’86. A shell of my former self made its way across the bridge towards town, its mind in turmoil, its muscles bunched in helpless fury. A man who had become a monster in my eyes had the one…
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