The evening started so well. Like a fairytale it was … “… I LEGGED it at the next stop … Giving nothing away until the last possible moment, I attached myself to a small group of people in order to make my escape. Even as I dashed along the platform, I took a backward glance, onlyContinue reading “When life imitates fiction I”
The end is only the beginning
M K MacInnes, writer 