Author: Walton Merritt
When Its Already Too Late Tonight, as I stood outside the entrance to my buildinga nondescript block
I dont eat leftovers, cook fresh every day. Thats what my 48-year-old partner proclaimed as he handed
I want to live, Andy! George, George, are you alright? Nurse Daisy grabbed the sleeve of the surgeons
This happened back in the distant year of 1995. At the time, I was studying at Sandhurst Military College.
We often brush past those sleeping rough on our streets, doing our best not to meet their eye.
Of all the times, it had to be during a blizzard that Anna went into labour. She still had three weeks
Michael, your time has come. I reckon you ought to see a doctor. Get your heart looked at. And why would
Caroline had gone to her parents for New Years Eveand her husbands family were furious when they realised
That morning, my wife announced we were expecting our fourth child. She added, We havent got the money
Fate Repeats On a strange winters evening in London, darkness settled with odd urgencyby half-past five







