Quotes
Seeing Charlie again reminds me of how I used to moon about after him.
The vacant, sightless
eyes, gleaming in the beam. They glimpse a half-open mouth, the tongue protruding slightly, somehow obscene. And at the sternum a stain of dark red blood.
‘Oh fuck,’ Femi says. ‘Oh fuck … it’s Will.’
eyes, gleaming in the beam. They glimpse a half-open mouth, the tongue protruding slightly, somehow obscene. And at the sternum a stain of dark red blood.
‘Oh fuck,’ Femi says. ‘Oh fuck … it’s Will.’
And then, for my little brother, I stab him. In his heart.
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