Inteachán – Book Two: A New Signal 2: 9 ‘What use a man like me?’ 0 December 8, 2019December 6, 2019 Written by Barnaby Taylor What with the weeds and the new visitors, the city swelled, creaking. Crowded. Hostile. Noisome. At night the streets were lined with people trying to sleep. Or choosing not to. Mac watched from his window. A lonely vigil. Scanning the crowds. Hoping that one face from the thousands would speak to him. ‘I swore I would protect her,’ he sobbed. ‘What use a man like me?’ Rate this:Share this:TweetEmailShare on TumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related