Birlinn

‘To be born with teeth is to be born with either a curse or a blessing to mankind’

I looked at Jenny, remembering her in her crib, the way her fingers played in mine, the way her cheek lay hot on my skin. I wished I had the power to give her safe passage through this life, but truth is, it would have taken a real witch to do that

Dot relinquished control and her mum slid four heaped teaspoons of sugar into her cup as if sliding muck from a spade, filling the cup to its brim.

‘IF YOU’RE GOING to kill me, you’re going

‘IF YOU’RE GOING to kill me, you’re going

going to kill the baby, too.’

going to kill the baby, too.’

kill the baby, too.’

kill the baby, too.’

kill the baby, too.’