Walking Home Part 1
I couldn’t believe it when I first saw him. I knew he lived near where I worked, but evidently he now works near where I live. For fuck’s sake, I thought, as my heart started to hammer. I frantically...
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I never knew my father. I thought that Josef was my father for a long time but the first time my mother heard me call him Papa she went mental. It was true that no-one ever told me he was, but after...
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Anger radiates from his rigid back. His fingers slam on the keys. ’Fuck!’ An explosion, a geyser of vitriol. It’s not aimed at me, but nonetheless I am uneasy. Words bubble up inside me, some chatty...
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