He beckoned me to come closer— “There could be a tumour the size of a small dog atein’ you from the inside out,” he said, “and you wouldn’t even know it.” “Okay,” I said. “So what you should do,” he said, “is live your fucken life.” “I have you now,” I said. “And I tell you,” he said, “this place? Whatever way this house was set down…just here…on this spot…I can’t explain it but the women go mental fucken gamey as soon they get a waft of the place at all.” With a surge of unnatural strength he clawed me towards his chest and rasped the words at me— “Get them sat in there by a peat fire with a
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