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Last Day on the Beach – Sunday Photo Fiction, December 2018

  The weather was changing, the sun already less fierce, mellowing gently towards autumn. Fewer families on the beach, but there was the usual backdrop of noise, laughter, gulls keening, and the thwack of tiny spades against even tinier sandcastles. … Continue reading

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Just Chillin’ – Sunday Photo Fiction

A man needs space, he said. Time to reflect… Time away from his woman. Other men, he said, might go off with the guys, drinkin’, chasin’ skirt, killin’ stuff in the woods and yankin’ creatures out of rivers and streams.  … Continue reading

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The Sound of Silence – Sunday Fiction

  Annabel did silence well, and I learned that if silence were my first course in our daily encounter, guilt would almost certainly be the second; liberally served, allowed to cool, before congealing into a suffocating, glutinous mess. Her silence … Continue reading

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When It’s Over – Sunday Photo Fiction

  “It’s not you, it’s me.”  Eyes downcast, he shifted the sauce bottle closer to the oil dispenser. She stared fixedly at the tablecloth.  Her instincts had signaled this moment for weeks, but now it had arrived, she felt detached.  … Continue reading

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