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The Ambassador – Friday Fictioneers, September 2019

  I was despatched to bring him home – a spiritless task rankling even more than the unconvincingly louche nonchalance of his newly-acquired Gallic associates. Did they try harder to detain him, I wondered.  Or were some seeking to extend … Continue reading

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Collateral Damage – Friday Fictioneers, September 2019

Instinctively, I moved it beyond his reach. It wouldn’t stop him trying, but for the moment it was safe. As he grew, I shifted it higher, observing that others took similar precautions with cherished possessions, seemingly intuiting the potential for … Continue reading

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The Big Sleep – Friday Fictioneers, June 2019

  The theatre is silent and in darkness, save for the Exit signs, gently pulsing a dim green glow across the big screen ahead. She’s no idea how long she’s slept, but even as she searches for her handbag she … Continue reading

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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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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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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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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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A Friend Indeed – Friday Fictioneers, December 2018

“You’re always so supportive.” A divorcee herself, Ellen has total empathy. She embraces me.  “That’s what friends are for, hon.” “And thanks for the quiche,” she calls, as I leave. Ellen’s always been excruciatingly tactful.  She hates quiche and won’t … Continue reading

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