Paddy Nemesis, page 22
Total blackness, I keep the car running and head inside, switching on the hall light and I slip over on the blood, streaked across the hall and I start crying, screaming as I try to pick myself up off the floor and I keep sliding. I scream out Sarah's name at least that's what I think I am saying, then Michaels and all I can hear is my own echo, the lounge is empty, the kitchen is empty, the trail either looks like it left from or went into the bedroom. Bile rising, hot and cold sweats, snot and tears as I run down the hall.
I burst open the door.
The End
The big list of thank you’s;
Baring in mind I’ve been writing this book since I was 19 and now I am 34, the list has been condensed somewhat as there would be another 290 pages to list all the people.
Firstly, Boyle is an amazing, picturesque little town in an amazing part of the country. I only used it because I know the town so well. What I wrote is completely fictitious and you should really go and see the town and the people for a real taste of Ireland.
Thanks to Dan and the lads at DH Design, Bexley for designing the front cover and converting the text into an ebook.
Thanks to Nic for her patience and encouragement, Greg for the Connery conversations, Danny who couldn’t tell when I was being myself or Jack. My cousins in Boyle who would never take me seriously the family and friends over in England who did.
All the characters are made up but I tip my hat to many for inspiration for some of them.
Jack will return.
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