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Something Wicked
Something Wicked
Something Wicked
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Something Wicked

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The thing in the mirror isn’t Harold. He tried to forget the past, tried to forget what he did. But some secrets will not stay buried, and Harold has good reason to be afraid. Something wicked his way comes...

LanguageEnglish
PublisherLogan Bell
Release dateJan 5, 2012
ISBN9781476280394
Something Wicked
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Logan Bell

Writer. Mancunian. Optimist. Writing perfect sized reads for your commute.

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    Copyright 2012 Lee Mather

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    "The child's laughter is pure until he first laughs at a clown."

    Angela Carter, Nights at the Circus

    It was colder that morning than many expected. A layer of thin frost covered the garden like sprinkled icing sugar on a cake which meant there was little chance of the buds on the rosebushes developing into flowers in the near future.

    It’s supposed to be bloomin’ Spring, Harold Harper muttered to nobody in particular as he eased the wrought iron gate shut. The metal was freezing cold, and despite his fingerless woollen gloves, the sensation was quick to seep through into the bones of his hand.

    Harold took his time to shuffle up the path to his house, careful not to slip on the icy approach. His hip was already giving him jip and he was quick to blame this on the irksome weather.

    Frost in bloomin’ April. What chance have you got? he mumbled, setting the key in the lock.

    Harold gave one final glance in both directions and exhaled loudly in disappointment. The street was empty and he would have

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