It Was Raining
Pitter Patter. Pitter Patter. The windscreen wipers sloshed the water off one side of the window and then dragged grime back to the other. Charlie grumbled and scrunched up his…
It was still early
It was still early when he turned into the lay-by. Parking up he turned off his lights and pushed back his seat. He leaned over to his glovebox and pulled…
