Dimensions
128 x 195 x 15mm
To begin with he couldn't make anything out in the shadows thrown by the trees, but then, his eyes following Michael's arm, he saw a black shape take form in the grey . . .
It was Michael's idea - excluded from school and reckless since the death of his father. 'Time to pick up the past,' he said. They cycled to the heath on a Friday. Tony played truant, lying to his parents - trying not to think of their faces already stretched taut by threatening financial disaster.
Michael drew the tankard from the water - a long-buried treasure dripping slime and algae. With it came new conflict - and new hope . . .
