Jane Adair: Broken Spring
I’m doing my best to clip him in the jaw, to knock him flat, but each punch checks, softens, the instant before impact. He’d changed his mind – like that … Continue reading
February 15, 2016 · 3 Comments
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I’m doing my best to clip him in the jaw, to knock him flat, but each punch checks, softens, the instant before impact. He’d changed his mind – like that … Continue reading