Mother and child share an unbreakable bond. But what if it gets broken? What if the child get taken?
Mist swirled around the wrought iron gate, the intricate design inviting it to play. The movement was almost mischievous, disappearing and re-forming like magic. Pauline stared at it, hypnotised. A shiver startled her awake. ‘Staring at fences while you’re freezing. Well done, Pauline.’ With a grunt, she opened the lock, wondering why they’d bothered toContinue reading “Wails of death”
It was dark and wet. Bobby lay curled up in excrement, his own and the other’s, huddled against the walls. At least this corner gave a small sense of safety. He had tried sleeping, but hadn’t managed more than a little bit of dozing off. Why was he here? It was all so confusing. WhenContinue reading “Darkness”