The hole they dug was not deep. A white flour bag encased the little body. Three small faces watched from the window, eyes black with terror. The child in the middle spoke without turning his head. I wonder which one of us will be next?... Zobraziť viac
The hole they dug was not deep. A white flour bag encased the little body. Three small faces watched from the window, eyes black with terror. The child in the middle spoke without turning his head. I wonder which one of us will be next?... Zobraziť viac
The hole they dug was not deep. A white flour bag encased the little body. Three small faces watched from the window, eyes black with terror. The child in the middle spoke without turning his head. I wonder which one of us will be next?... Zobraziť viac
Shortlisted for the Irish Book Awards - RTE Radio One's The Ryan Tubridy Show Listeners' Choice The young woman standing on Lottie's step was a stranger. She was clutching the hand of a young boy... Zobraziť viac
