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“ Danny know his own hands very well very well indeed every hard bad moment in his life he would study them like a book they were a ticket back in time to beatings, deathbed, funerals failure, to humiliation on the playground and sentencing in the courtroom; to memories more real than this steering wheel, this street” Amazing portrait of physical abuse, humiliation, and traumatic moments 💔

Except for the birds which sang loud and piercingly with a loony optimism akin to emergency the street was solitary and still, . a sprinkler whirred on an empty lawn, the street lamps, the lighted porches glowed, empty prospectives and even the insignificant sound of her footsteps on the pavement seemed to Echo and carry far

“dandelions, tufts of dead grass poking through the gravel, crickets singing frantically, they seemed to know that it was the end of the summer, that soon they would be dying, and the urgency of their song gave the morning air a fevered, unstable, shimmery feeling”