Image by Jörg Peter from Pixabay Gilly only had two summer frocks. One for school and one for ‘best’. She preferred the latter, the colour of candyfloss with puffed sleeves and a bow, but only wore it when she was sent to Sunday…
The Client List
Lena sat on the edge of the bed clutching the phone. She felt fine, a bit run down, but that was nothing unusual, she kept strange hours. She stood up and took a pen and paper from the top drawer…
The Dig Tree
13th February 1861: “If I turn my face to the east, I can taste the salt in the sea breeze. However, a murky swampland filled with twisted mangroves blocks our path to the ocean. Had Burke heeded my warning about…
Heraklion
On Crete, butcher stalls bled into gutters; rabbit carcasses grinned from hollow faces. I wondered how they skin such delicate ears and just who buys those rabbits; I never saw anyone carry one home. There was lamb too, and occasional…
So Lucky
It was one of those aggressively sunny late Summer early Autumn mornings that ought to come with a trigger warning. Does anyone forget those days? I shudder at the memory of a prefab classroom already chilly in September: fat, stressed-out…
Porky Pig!
“Porky pig! Porkers! Oink oink!” Jimmy’s taunts followed Harry down the road. He hunched his shoulders and held his breath to appear thinner, therefore a less prominent target. It didn’t work. Mustn’t cry. Mustn’t cry. The tiny voice inside his…
