A weekend read

Margie Orford, Gallows Hill - It's Valentine's Day next week,' he said. 'Think of it as a present. From me to you. / 'Most people would give red roses. ' / Riedwaan touched her cheek. / 'You're not like most people.' - - Politics.' Riedwaan shook his head. 'I'd make a better ballet dancer than a fucking politician.' - - The terminal intimacy of murder. A bond closer than any marriage, holding victim and killer tighter than any lover's embrace. - - 'And wearing farm-worker blue is going to help me?' asked Riedwaan. / 'Listen, around here, no one's ever...