Three Way
Authors: Daniel Grant
FIVE – A DAY AT WORK, AN EVENING AT HOME
FOURTEEN – THE DOG THAT BARKS IN MY HEAD
SIXTEEN – ROTHERHITHE BARBEQUE
SEVENTEEN – DARK SPACES, STRIKING VOICES
EIGHTEEN – PERSONAL PHONE CALL
TWENTY ONE – BUY ONE, GET ONE FREE
TWENTY TWO – A DRIVE TO THE COUNTRY
TWENTY THREE – A NIGHT UNDER THE STARS
TWENTY FOUR – DRUG SELECTION WITH A BEATING
TWENTY SIX – A FLIGHT INTO THE WILD
TWENTY NINE – A SURPRISING TURN OF EVENTS
THIRTY TWO – SPIRALLING DOWNWARDS
THIRTY FOUR – A FUTURE NO BETTER
THIRTY FIVE – FINDING A FRIEND
THIRTY SEVEN – AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR (PART 2)
THIRTY NINE - AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR (PART 3)
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Daniel Grant is a writer and television news producer in London. He lives in Godalming in Surrey with his wife Alison and their black Labrador, Diggi.
Three Way is his second novel.
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© Copyright 2013 Daniel Grant
Published by Chapter 13 Publishing
Cover by John Chandler at Chandler Book Design
E-Book ISBN: 978-0-9926232-1-0
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For Feeney
‘Do you want to see my tits?’
‘What?’
‘You heard me.’
‘Ash, what the fuck?’
‘I’m just saying- ’
‘I know what you’re saying.’
‘So?’
‘What about Gabriel?’
‘He’s seen them.’
‘Ashley.’
‘It’s a simple question, Ollie. Yes or no?’
Yes or no. Yes, life goes one way, no, life goes another. I’m not sure key life moments should necessarily hang around questions like, ‘do you want to see my tits?’ But there we are, Ashley and I have always been…complicated.
I glance at the three piles of clothes sitting on my bed.