Weight of Skin

‘You would not think it to look at you, but your voice, when you use it: akin to a god’s. You must be careful what you do with it.’
Exiled Jacob Kitara takes in injured compatriots and nurses them in a boarded-up building. Social unrest has emptied the streets of London, movement into and out of the country has been suspended, and those who remain are in hiding.
When a young man makes hi...