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August 9 - August 27, 2019
McGarry was a big lummocks of a man, with a thick Cork accent and a scruffy, second-hand look about him.
He was early thirties, six foot two and fat, but in a usable way; he carried the kind of bulk that could slam through a door or be thrown behind a punch as required. His left eye was lazy which gave people the impression he was slightly unhinged. That impression was frequently backed up by his behaviour.
She’d not been able to find what she deemed “appropriate work” and so Mrs Spain had stayed home, marinating in gin and bitterness towards all the friends who had “betrayed her in her hour of need”, as she saw it. Little Timothy was taken out of his fancy school,

