Sam Ellison

Raised in a family hushed and stunted by the threat of violence, my sister and I became orphans when I was just twelve. My parents were killed in a car accident on their way back from a party one Saturday night and we were woken on Sunday morning by two policemen at the front door.

We neither went to their funeral nor discussed them again. The occupants of the other car were fined a few thousand pounds for drunk driving, a fact I discovered while flicking through a local newspaper. We spent what remained of our childhood with our aunt’s family and it didn’t work out well.

Children do what they can to be happy, and I kept a low profile, devoting my waking hours to keeping my sister on an even keel. I both loved and feared her and I continued to both love and fear the people I drew into my life for many years.

Call Billy 07471949129 took me four years to write and is not my story, though my story has helped me see life through the eyes of my characters. I’m now preparing to publish my second novel, Summer and getting down to editing a third one. I live between a shack on the coast by Tarbert, Argyll and Edinburgh.