Bastards, the lot of them.’ Paul pelts the Wexford People down on the spilt beer and heads to the bar for more pints. His round face, topped by tight black curls, is usually jolly but now it wears a dark scowl. Vinnie sees the headlines. Unlike his pal he has a thin, pinched look. He [...]
They all found what they came looking for. Revenge. Love. Peace with the ghosts that haunt them.
In the town of fiction anything is possible.
