Day: October 14, 2018

Inspector Sunday (end)

“Grandad!” The little girl was shouting his name from the far bank of the river. She was waving something at him; her excited voice carried across the water. “Look, Grandad, I’ve got your book… the one you wrote…the one you read me the stories from!” His world was unravelling. Memories came crashing back; real memories, not confusion… not the fog. Sunday stared across the … Read More Inspector Sunday (end)

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