05-12-2022, 08:02 PM
Crane was a fool. A kind fool, most of the time, when he wasn't shielding fishermen, but a fool. A useful fool perhaps.
"Nah, I'll go to bed," she said and she turned. But then she turned again. "Yer a constable, damn it. Ye know ye could make 'er life very 'ard."
"Nah, I'll go to bed," she said and she turned. But then she turned again. "Yer a constable, damn it. Ye know ye could make 'er life very 'ard."
