Excerpt from COMBUSTIBLE a novel by Billy O’Connor & Frank Pace

On this last morning of the first year of the new century, the sun was trying to crash through the thick clouds blanketing the South Bronx.  Inside the five boroughs’ busiest firehouse, Conor Kilcullen was sipping coffee and about to sink his teeth into a bagel when three air horn blasts shattered the silence.  The house watchman’s voice thundered over the intercom: “Everybody goes! Truck, engine, and chief!  Everybody goes!  Get out!  Get out!  Get…

An Outtake from ‘If These Lips Could Talk’

(Editor’s Note:  The following is an outtake from the book IF THESE LIPS COULD TALK by Frank Pace & Billy O’Connor. It never made it into the book. Nevertheless, we thought you might like to read it. To purchase the book, go to: https://amickamookandamic.com/product/if-these-lips-could-talk/ _______ My father used say “Frankie boy, if bullshit was music, you would be the whole brass band.” I learned how to “spin” at a very young age. I was working…