1 An abrupt halt with an exclamation for emphasis as the small child crosses your path in pursuit of an over-blown balloon the softness of his butter-blond hair and warm scalp beneath these meeting your hand extended for your own sake and his by happenstance not so his father’s insistence that he make apology nor… Continue reading Francis McWhannel
Author: Francis McWhannel
is an occasional writer based in Kirikiriroa, Hamilton.