Winterton Blue (2007)
“Lewis in the back seat with his eyes shut and stinking of petrol, Wayne in front, pulling on a cigarette and handing it back to Carl, who angles it in the corner of his mouth, just like his father does, but who doesn’t drive like him. Who drives like Ayrton Senna.
They robbed the car from a side-street off Moorland Road, cutting across the park and straight over the football pitch. The hair-coated blankets they’d found in the back of the hatch got ditched in the long grass on the edge of the children’s playground, and the thermos was hurled over the fence and onto the bowling green. All the while they laughed, except Lewis, who was scouring for children, park attendants, anyone that Carl would think it might be amusing to run down.
At the garage at the bottom of Newport Road, Lewis—who looked old enough—got out and held the pump and fed it into the hole and pressed the trigger. He didn’t know how to make it stop and his hands were shaking, and the petrol spilt all over the tarmac and ...down his trousers.MoreLess
They robbed the car from a side-street off Moorland Road, cutting across the park and straight over the football pitch. The hair-coated blankets they’d found in the back of the hatch got ditched in the long grass on the edge of the children’s playground, and the thermos was hurled over the fence and onto the bowling green. All the while they laughed, except Lewis, who was scouring for children, park attendants, anyone that Carl would think it might be amusing to run down.
At the garage at the bottom of Newport Road, Lewis—who looked old enough—got out and held the pump and fed it into the hole and pressed the trigger. He didn’t know how to make it stop and his hands were shaking, and the petrol spilt all over the tarmac and ...down his trousers.MoreLess
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