Category Archives: Just Sayin’

Little Miss Dynamite – Friday Fictioneers, August 2015

I saw her do it the first time. She screwed up her face, clenched her fists and bang… That kid needs locking up, I thought, watching her at the funeral, that dreamy smile masking all that telekinetic energy. The second … Continue reading

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Wrecked – Friday Fictioneers, August 2015

“How could you? You? My oldest friend?” I can’t meet Lou’s gaze; I’ve known for months that this day would come. In the study, drawers are opening and slamming shut. “I knew…” she sobs, “I could tell… the way you … Continue reading

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Checkin’ Out The Joint (Friday Fictioneers, August 2015)

  “Can you pull me up, Dwight?   I can’t seem to get over this ledge.” “Shhh, Ruby, they’ll hear ya.” “I thought you said this place closed down.” “Well there’s folks in there now, new owners maybe.” “What do they … Continue reading

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Phantom – Friday Fictioneers, August 2015

Mitzi dragged the soggy panda bear across to her basket, curled up and attempted to suckle it once more. “Damned dog’s at it again,” muttered Joe, “thought you were getting her spayed.” “Leave her alone, it’s her hormones,” said Sal, … Continue reading

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Because The Spirit Moved Him – Friday Fictioneers

Madame Astra is tiring now, but still she moves amongst the crowd, laying a hand on a shoulder here, stroking a face there. There’ve been messages for many people tonight; but there is a desperate soul somewhere in this audience, … Continue reading

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Idle Hands – Friday Fictioneers, July 2015

Davy, a deaf mute, expressed himself through his sand sculptures. All summer long, snoozing seals, languid lions and crazy crocodiles emerged along the beaches of Balham, much to the admiration of the local townsfolk. Except for the Brogan boys, whose … Continue reading

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Don’t Do It! – (Friday Fictioneers, July 2015)

From the window of the smallest attic in Dijon, she calls to the boy teetering on the ledge below. “Fais pas ca!” He looks at her blankly. Not French then. “Tue das nicht!” He shuffles towards the edge. “No lo … Continue reading

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Rite of Passage – Friday Fictioneers

“You’re just trying to frighten me.” “Yeah, an’ it’s dead easy, innit? You’re shakin’ like a leaf, sista.” “I’m not.” She was though. “I’ll tell people you my bitch if you do it.” She glanced nervously into the tunnel. He’d … Continue reading

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Powerless – Friday Fictioneers, July 2015

Every father worries – it’s in the nature of things. From the first pimply youth hanging around the gate, right up to the moment she brings ‘the one’ home. He’d criticised the ‘too-big-for-his-boots’ footballer, and damned the used-car- salesman who … Continue reading

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Fit for Purpose – Friday Fictioneers, June 2015

“Why did you call me?” My voice is harsh, not the reassuring, soothing tones I’d used as I hurriedly locked up the shop and hailed the nearest taxi. Now he’s sitting up in bed, sipping the tea I’ve made for … Continue reading

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