Dust

by Rosie Thapa

The Ashoka Superstore has the biggest parking lot in Kathmandu. Sarita frowns as she looks down from the balcony of the staff canteen at the cars, jeeps and rows of motorcycles that shimmer in the heat, the sun bouncing off…

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Short Story Bittersweet, Reflective

My name is Joanna Sterling and I’m a Collector – my collection of contemporary, vintage and period brooches has been amassed over 30 years. The story collection published here is not quite so old but is just as diverse. There are short stories and flash fiction, my own and ones by other writers. Some are traditional and others more avant-garde. I aim to select stories that intrigue, amuse and maybe provoke. Open up The Casket of Fictional Delights and pick out a story or a brooch.

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