They sat finishing their beers as the sun dipped behind the tenements. 'See you in the mornin',' said Malky. 'See you,' replied Frank. They would be up before the sun, dragging themselves back down the pit for another shift. A metal bin clattered. Angry voices came from a top floor window. That would be McPeters … Continue reading WHEREVER I LAY MY CAP


He lumbered down the narrow staircase. Breath heavy, legs aching. His broad flanks brushed either side of the narrow, twisting spiral staircase. This was not why he had come to Belgium. Finally, he reached the bottom of the Belfort. Dolores and Brad were waiting patiently. 'Okay,' he managed a cheerful smile, wiping the sweat from … Continue reading PICTURE POSTCARD