“He looks again towards the door, expecting Mum to walk in and remind him of something he's forgotten. He smiles awkwardly. 'Is that it, Dad? I've got to go.' 'Your Mum said I should mention ... um ... satisfaction.' 'What!'… — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
I’m alone with the ghost of the swamp, somewhere near the weeping willows. — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“And I feel like a real Dad when I read to her at night. She won't sleep without one story, at least.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“Jack reads too many books. He thinks we're going to drive all year and have great adventures.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“It was a good apple too. A good apple, picked by a madman on a full moon night.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“Bloody rain” says Mr Chivers Bouncing a basketball On the one dry patch of court bloody rain” he nods to our Sports class And… — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“I'm glad she left me the kids. I'd be lost without them. Lost and bitter. With them here, I'm only bitter.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“I'm thinking about babies. Emma's baby. Jack and my baby. Growing in my mind, if not in my womb.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“She didn't have an answer for that. People like her only ever have questions.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“I know that today, with a full tank, and with Annabel, that it's time to go.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“I decide to make the most of the time we got left before she gets too big for this small town.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
“So, we skipped Annabel, and discussed condoms. I said I liked the orange ones, and we ended our talk in laughter.” — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
