Graham Wade

Numbers

1 The clock on the bedside ticks over to show 4:00. 4am isn’t a time everybody has seen. It’s late enough that even the staunchest of late-night revelers and club staff have fallen into bed but early enough that the first of those fabled early birds haven’t even thought about a worm yet. It’s a time seen only by the wanderers, the chronic insomniacs and those with secrets that keep them awake, staring at the clock.