Spill Simmer Falter Wither

A misfit man finds a misfit dog. Ray, aged fifty-seven, ‘too old for starting over, too young for giving up’, and One Eye, a little bugger, smaller than expected, a good ratter. Both are accustomed to being alone, unloved – but they quickly find in each other a strange companionship of sorts.

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