Marsden Rock
And why I kicked a boy off a cliff
Nov 6 · 2 min read
A trip to the seaside, organized by the neighborhood urchins.
As the youngest of same urchins, I am allowed to go along under sufferance, after the oldest of the bunch has promised my Grandma that he will take good care of me.
Together we negotiate the series of buses necessary to get us to the beach where, for lack of more…


