The Thrust of Sian’s Books’
Venue 1 3222 S 169th St, Seattle‘Destruction Of A Nobody’
WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE THINKING OF? From the son she should have known better, to a court case she wasn’t even supposed to know about. And here she was in the bathroom, pacing up and down in her best coat and the only pair of gloves she possessed, with malice aforethought in mind. She could just forget the whole thing after all, but it was too late for that now. Well it wasn’t too late really, but she had no intention of changing her mind, yet again. She could hear the taxi downstairs with its annoying diesel engine belching its impatience through a haze of carbon monoxide for the past ten minutes, oh sod it!