I had just got married when I started writing my fourth novel. I'd come back from honeymoon, moved into our first house - a gorgeous little carriage house in London - and made my office on the third floor, overlooking the treetops in North West London.
Thomas was my true name but everyone knew me as Mick, except my mother, who knew me as definitely Michael.
One of the great things about America is we should not judge until we know the facts.
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