David Lewis
Dreamer, geek and aspiring author; a powerful combination in the right hands! My journey as a writer is just beginning and I can’t wait to see where it takes me.
“I don’t care if that was your favourite wrench, there’s no way I’m going back in that attic.”
I held my hands up, shaking my head like I was swatting Key West’s ever-present mosquitoes. I don’t know much other than plumbing, but I knew I didn’t want to go up there again for a lousy toolbox. Ben slid off the bar stool, angry and fuming.
“Damn you, Jimmy”, he spat, “I’ve got enough crap to deal with today without you leaving my stuff all over town.”
