Silken Snares by David McDonald
by David McDonald Paul’s heart hammered in his chest, his mouth dry, as he leant on the fence and watched the wet laundry flap in the wind. At first glance he had been…
by David McDonald Paul’s heart hammered in his chest, his mouth dry, as he leant on the fence and watched the wet laundry flap in the wind. At first glance he had been…