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Liz glanced out of the steamed up coach window and thought the day couldn’t possibly be more miserable. The heavens had opened the minute they had pulled up outside Sudbury Hall and she was reluctant to reach for her long overcoat and woolly hat that fitted over her ears like a bonnet. It seemed … Continue reading Pride & Prejudice (Alternative)
As she looked out over the sunlit bay from her window she was reminded of faraway shores, the soft ripple of a breeze over gently crashing waves, wine chilled, condensation running like tiny rivers down the curved body of the bottle. They were sat looking out across the bay, sipping their favourite wine and life … Continue reading Waiting for Rita
THE MAKE-OVER I looked very carefully. Attention to detail was very important. Scanning her face, which seemed a little impassive to me compared with the photographs of her I’d been given, I could see her pinch-points, the stresses and strains of her life and everything that she would probably rather conceal. I started to make … Continue reading The Make Over – A Short Story
Who are you? What do you want here? Can’t you contact me? Wouldn’t that be easier? Do you mean me harm? Do you intend on hurting me? Can I help you somehow? Can I talk to you? Can I phone you? Can I turn up unannounced? Can I wait around on your doorstep? Can I … Continue reading The Meaning of Life – A Million & One Questions
My neck and shoulders were stiff from sitting in the same position all day, watching my life model from across the room. I rolled my head, feeling the bones in my neck crack, and I was glad of the dark, almost velvet glow of the bar. It was comforting after the stark glow of the … Continue reading Life Model – A Short Story
It seemed as if she had been waiting for him forever. It seemed like that the first day she met him, and it still seemed that way now. Her hands tightened around the steering wheel as she watched lights in the dark, shadowy houses being switched off as the hours ticked by. How long would … Continue reading The Homecoming
More than anything, she was flattered in her unearthly world. Quietly pleased that she had, in fact, created more devastation than she first suspected as she had lay bleeding, suffering and unattended to for a matter of years. She thought it had just been her that broke. She thought it was just her who had … Continue reading When Love Breaks Down (The Horror Years)
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