“As he looked down at her face, first light was slanting through the room. He would have said she was at peace, except that there was no one there. A skull. Some skin.”
(John Harvey – In A True Light)
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Room for chance
It seems like the story of the old grumpy man has been told to the end. His sons are about to throw their father into a nursing home, but t...
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