Chapter Twelve: The Baptism of Concrete
The sky over Manchester didn’t just open; it collapsed.
It wasn’t the polite, drizzling rain of the city centre, the kind that made shoppers huddle under awnings and office workers complain about frizzy hair. This was a torrential, vertical assault, a wall of water that hit the concrete of Cradle Grove with the sound of a million tiny detonations. It turned the cracked pavements into shallow rivers running black with silt, cigarette ends, and t