Bursts written by Anthony Blackshaw.

I made a promise to a friend.

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The scene is hauntingly similar. Mary is sat in a chair next to the bed where our Issy is lying. She drops her hands from her face and looks up at me. Her mouth is open and she's sobbing but there's no sound. I want to go to her, to move from the doorway and to hold her but I'm...

CRUNCH. A fist glances off my cheek before connecting squarely with my nose. I collapse where I stand into a heap on the floor.

There's no denying I asked for this, after all I threw the first punch. But it seems so unfair, a life spent watching coming of age movies has badly mislead me. In the madness leading up to...