A pre-fatherhood man is a different proposition to a father: you look back on yourself and weep for his childishness.
There has been a lot of talk over the centuries about the second coming of Jesus Christ.
Is my daughter God?
It was only a few streets away from the hotel, and they were open about the fact that they spoke English.
That was important, as neither of us had a whole amount of Swedish that we could rely upon.
Ah, parenthood: it’s great isn’t it? Except for those times when it isn’t quite.
This is about the bad times: the good times can speak for themselves.
A man held his finger to his ear while the woman in his company tutted and tapped her toe on the rough-hewn concrete floor. The courier had arrived at the lake and the portal was now open.
Blood, blood, glorious blood: Nothing quite like it for scaring the living snot out of you.
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