The Wages of Courage
The Wages of Courage Joannebarbarella I came round the corner into the alley. I was looking for a place to spend the night, where I could be reasonably certain that I would be physically sheltered and safe from passing predators. This was my eighth night of sleeping rough and I was getting a crash course in the hazards involved. Although it was dark it was still pretty early in the evening and I was surprised to see a figure silhouetted against a distant street light raise its arm...