Saturday night. It seemed to take forever to come around. I can hardly bear it, my head buzzing like a kid on Christmas Eve, goosebumps dancing across my leathery skin. β€œUsual time, pet?” β€œPlease, dear. And don’t forget to feed Alfred.” β€œNever do, dear. Never do.” Now off you...

1978 With headlights off and through the rain-lashed windscreen and blackness of the night, Don didn't see the tree across his side of the road until it was nearly upon him.Β  He put his foot hard on the brake and instinctively yanked the steering wheel, sending...

I’m not sure if he knows how little respect I have for him. He leans back in his chair, slowly placing his hands behind his headβ€”making a meal of itβ€”as though what is to follow is going to bring him great pleasure.Β  The two rings under...

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Tarmac turns to dirt, and the van bounces across uneven ground, causing my pen to roll off the passenger seat and the hanging cross to swing violently from side to side. There he is, walking straight towards me, about a hundred yards head, swaying his...

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