The Sheep & The Grey Horse

Prologue “What do you mean?” Hotpot stopped chewing for a moment to consider what he meant but he couldn’t remember.           “She’s the one who knows” said Hotpot staring out of the field shelter at the gate where a middle-aged woman was fiddling with the latch. “And the others, the one she calls William and thoseContinue reading “The Sheep & The Grey Horse”