Foreword: ‘Kate’ is an exemplar of the young waifs I encountered (and was accosted by) in London. Sadly, All I could do to help them was usually enough to buy them a decent supper. I would not, and could not involve myself further, as in many cases, I would have questioned whether my intentions were to help them, or use them as a distraction from my own misery.

In this short missive, I’ve given Kate a voice, hopefully equal to that of Tom, in moving the narrative forward. In many respects Kate represents a girl who if met in ‘real’ life, I could very easily fall in love with.

Kate

Foreword. Some considerable time ago, I spent several months working in London. For a large part of my life until then, I had regarded it as s ‘struggle’. But here I was, being very well paid to do a job I thoroughly loved. What I encountered in London, became somewhat of a ‘body shock’.
Witnessing OTT affluence and what bordered on absolute squalor in close proximity, made me realize I had been up until then, in a somewhat ‘sheltered’ and benign environment in the North East.
Both this tale, and several others, is informed on what I witnessed, and occasionally intervened in.

So, set in London, this is a story about a man whose very existence is defined by his care for those both trodden and predated upon by the greedy, unscrupulous and perverted members of our society. By far the most vulnerable and easiest to prey upon are inevitably women, and he has made it his life’s work to right as many wrongs as he can. He has set no limits on himself regarding his ‘mission’, other than to protect those nearest and dearest to him.

The Carlson Imperative Book 1

Grateful thanks to Christine for inspiring this story.

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