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The Unfairground – Friday Fictioneers, March 2019

  He enjoyed the swings, but then seemed uncertain, so until the roundabout gathered speed, I paced alongside the undulating red and silver horse. The second time around I saw his expression relaxing from angst to delight. And the next … Continue reading

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Do Not Go Gentle… Friday Fictioneers, March 2019

  We stare at each other across the years of mutually-unfulfilled expectations. “I have to go back to London tomorrow, Dad.” He doesn’t respond, momentarily distracted by a pretty nurse scurrying past. “Is there anything you need before I leave?  … Continue reading

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Renaissance – Friday Fictioneers, March 2019

The chair is mine now. For thirty years it was his chair, moulded by time to his generous proportions, the arms polished by perpetually drumming fingers, the head-rest darkened with grease. For twelve months now it’s been our chair, my … Continue reading

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The Winter-Gatherer – Friday Fictioneers, February 2018

We’d been too busy to notice, we said later, even though we crossed the village green every day. Some days it had faced south, sometimes east, occasionally west. But we only remembered that when someone said “Hey, shouldn’t that thing … Continue reading

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Gilding the Lily – Friday Fictioneers, February 2019

  He watches her stumbling up the hill towards him, the hem of her gown soiled and wet. He’s not hiding, simply waiting to be found. “Why?” she says, on reaching him. “We had something beautiful,” he says, “why wasn’t … Continue reading

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Window of Opportunity – Friday Fictioneers, February, 2019

    Eyes are the windows to the soul, they say, but at this abandoned asylum the windows are the eyes for a thousand tortured, captive souls. She knows her gift renders her vulnerable, so she skirts the building cautiously, … Continue reading

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The Slow Burn – Friday Fictioneers, February 2019

  Shortly after we entered the room, I understood that part of my life was over. Like a fox scenting the breeze, she sensed his presence, swiftly leaving my side to prowl amongst the assembled guests. They found each other … Continue reading

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Jacob – Friday Fictioneers, January 2019

Jacob sits by the camp-fire, rifle cocked, listening to the noises in the tent. Hell knows, it never took me this long, he thinks. The couple emerge from the tent, the guy startled when he sees Jacob, whilst the woman … Continue reading

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Every Cloud… Friday Fictioneers, January 2018

After I missed a few payments they started circlin’.  Never off the phone… callin’ at the farm… sendin’ letters. Life was goin’ to hell in a handcart… hens wouldn’t lay, cows dried up, the bull looked like he was gettin’ … Continue reading

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Through A Glass Darkly – Friday Fictioneers, January 2019

I thought I knew him but, in retrospect, I’m not sure what I thought I knew. We’d slotted comfortably together like a jigsaw, albeit with some pieces now slightly worn at the edges – no longer the perfect fit, perhaps.  … Continue reading

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