McGlue

In Salem, Massachusetts, 1851, McGlue is in the hold, still too drunk to be sure of name or situation or orientation. He may have killed a man. That man may have been his best friend. And his intolerable memory accompanies sobriety. In Salem, Massachusetts, 1851, McGlue is in the hold, still too drunk to be sure of name or situation or orientation. He may have killed a man. That man may have been his best friend. And his intolerable memory accompanies sobriety. In Salem, Massachusetts, 1851, McGlue is in the hold, still too drunk to be sure of name or situation or orientation. He may have killed a man. That man may have been his best friend. And his intolerable memory accompanies sobriety. In Salem, Massachusetts, 1851, McGlue is in the hold, still too drunk to be sure of name or situation or orientation. He may have killed a man. That man may have been his best friend. And his intolerable memory accompanies sobriety.