Mam said it was the work of the Devil. Either that or witchcraft. Da told her not to be so dramatic - there wasn’t no such thing as the Devil, and even if there was he’d have better things to do than mess with the weather.
Whatever the reason, Tommy wasn’t about to complain that the sun hadn’t stopped shining for the past four weeks. Hotter than hot, it was, and the feel of the sun on his shoulders was the best thing he could imagine.... download to read on!