Dependency
Dependency By Beverley Anne Miles The body was lying in the darkness, partially hidden in the corner of shadow at the foot of the wall next to the back entrance to my shop. I was coming back from the pub one night, quite late, when I found it. I checked around me to make sure it wasn't a set up for a mugging - it's been tried before, then leant down over the prone body - when I first looked I wasn't sure what gender I was looking at. Face down, the long lank hair hid the facial...