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"I know the exact moment time stood still. It was midnight October 31 1985 and I was running through The Farm with Baby. I remember thinking how heavy she was. And that maybe it was because I was twelve and a twelve year old isn’t supposed to run holding a new-born in her arms, especially not through streets that still smoked with the residue of riot. Or maybe it was because she was wrapped in Daddy's winter coat, the light brown would-be-beige one with the tear under the left arm. The one Daddy had thrown at me just before Mummy charged him to the ground and ripped out his throat….."

'The Tales We Do Not Tell' is an eclectic mix of short stories, each one offering a glimpse into the darkest crevices of the human experience. It enhances the grim reality of true life events, using an array of cross cultural characters who take the reader on a terrifying journey.

The Tales We Do Not Tell

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