Even the three crows arguing in the old Dutch Elms quietened. The pétanque players were gone, the rings and weighted balls stowed away neatly. No sounds of children, no passerby, no baby carriages, no dog walkers.
Strange Haunts in Odd Alleyways
"This here, this was the big reason Sol hadn’t wanted to live with their grandmothers (...)"
"There was, between two busy boulevards, a blind alley where grapevines and rosehips and dandelion bushes had long since taken over the edges of the disorderly back courtyards."