“Porky pig! Porkers! Oink oink!” Jimmy’s taunts followed Harry down the road. He hunched his shoulders and held his breath to appear thinner, therefore a less prominent target. It didn’t work. Mustn’t cry. Mustn’t cry. The tiny voice inside his…
A Gentleman’s Wager
My bones rattled like a physician’s skeleton and my limbs felt as if they had been bashed and tenderised for cooking, so exhausted was I from the journey in the stagecoach. Potholes were rife as we travelled up country towards…
