BYRRD
A tale of the lone and the lonely.
Broken
The next morning when I cleaned the alcove I examined the detritus carefully. I noticed that Bevin had the habit of pissing against the harbour wall, I washed it down with a bucket of water, annoyed that he didn’t just piss in the harbour. I also noticed some blood on a broken bottle. The raised voices must have been about him cutting himself, not an argument after all. He must have said something rude that she didn’t go back with him to tend to his injury.