When he was growing up, his mother always told him to take a deep breath, hold it for as long as he could, then let it out. Anytime anything upset ...
After sausage link number three (mild Italian), they’d stopped angling for meat action, and now Marisa stood back, allowing other students to huddle around the laminate counter and sausage set-up. ...
Sonia called for Martha on the way to school. As she went into the shop, all she could see of her friend was a shadow on the other side of ...
Last year, a new shopping centre opened on the outskirts of London. There’s something for everyone: expensive shit, cheap shit, mid-priced shit, all laid out in a sort of class ...
The kid reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a semi-automatic, cocks it, and points it at me. “Give me your money credit card and handphone, asshole,” he says ...
