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Not Quite Forgotten – Friday Fictioneers, April 2017

You’re a long time dead… You boarded the train, your fingers brushing briefly across my stomach. Either that goes or I do… You sent postcards with no return address. Livin’ the life, hon… You left phone messages, withholding your number … Continue reading

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An Old Soul – Friday Fictioneers, March 2017

From the moment of his birth, my grandson was old.  And wise. From his crib, he fixed me with an unwavering gaze as we locked fingers on the blue satin-edged blanket.  I felt humbled… instantaneously stripped of layers of attitudes, … Continue reading

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Unlikely Bedfellows – Friday Fictioneers, February 2017

Where he was prickly, plodding, pedantic, our daughter was mercurial, almost ethereal. She rose each morning, her vitality unfurling to flit amongst the strands of other people’s lives, touching, inspiring, illuminating the darkest corners of their souls before sinking exhausted … Continue reading

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Made in Hong Kong – Friday Fictioneers, August 2016

  The walls between our units were paper thin; next door the thump of heavy-duty machines heralded the birth of belts and handbags, whilst  in our workplace makeshift power connections flickered, sparking above production lines foaming with tawdry silk underwear. … Continue reading

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Gone Shoppin’ – Friday Fictioneers, July 2016

  It’s exhausting, pushing a trolley with a wonky wheel. My sister, who unerringly picks the smooth glider, normally seethes at ‘Seasonal Goods’ while I’m still negotiating the corner between ‘Deli’ and ‘Organic Produce’. She’s usually vitriolic. “If it’s not … Continue reading

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The Things She Said – Friday Fictioneers, June 2016

  “Jack Frost’s at the window,” my grandmother would say, and when the ice melted and snowflakes kissed the windowpanes, she’d smile. “The angels are shaking their mattresses.” On sultry summer days I’d laze outside, sucking clover-heads for honey, or … Continue reading

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The End of Summer – Friday Fictioneers, June 2016

Such a beautiful summer… I couldn’t believe it was true; he was total perfection and, incredibly, wanted to be with me. That day, we’d slithered down stone-flecked hillsides greased with September rains to seek shelter in the ramshackle building.  The … Continue reading

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The Long Wait – Friday Fictioneers, May 2016

  “Does being childless make you feel… unfulfilled?” asks my sister-in-law. I pretend to ponder. “I suppose you don’t miss what you never had,” I say, “bit like brains, really.” My words take a moment to sink in, then she … Continue reading

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Made in Heaven – Friday Fictioneers – May 2016

The great lummox shifts uneasily at my door. “Sithee…” He grips his cap like a shield, rotating it through calloused fingers. “Sithee, I’ve 42 cows, 20 acres, and 16 sheep.  Tha’ll want fer nuthin’…” Seemingly appalled by his own effrontery, … Continue reading

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Shine on Harvest Moon – Friday Fictioneers, April 2016

Having locked us out of our shop, my wife stands in the delivery yard, lost in the ruins of her mind and the wonder of the silver harvest moon hanging low in the sky. “I told you not to follow … Continue reading

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