by Paula R C Readman
Endeavour gin, made in Whitby, North Yorkshire
From the dawn of conception, I’ve always been there. I’m in your blood, in your mouth and even your hair. There’s no escaping from what I know.
Good or bad, I’m the key that unlocks your hidden past. How sweet. Everyone wants to know where they came from. Slave or Slave master, I don’t really care. I’ll lay your crimes bare.
I’ll bring families together, or tear them apart. It has taken humanity thousands of years to unpick my secret code. Between God and the Devil, only I know everything about you. You see, I’m your genetic coding, your DNA.