Three Wishes for Jet
Three Wishes for Jet It’s Tuesday, dawn, and we’re beachcombing, and when I run along the water’s edge, my feet slap the ripples, making a noise like sea lions do when they clap their flippers together. Jet can bark like…
Dazzler
She was given the name Violet because of the colour of her eyes and placed on the top of the family’s Christmas tree, where she sparkled and practised her secret art of dazzling – After the Christmas holiday was over,…
Rowena Draper’s Fresh Start
The white strip of card read: Rowena Draper Librarian. It might as well have finished with an RIP. Instead, the customary redundancy package was now sitting in my bank waiting for my unemployed state. Or maybe; a reckless alcohol infused…
A Break in the Country
Janine couldn’t understand why anyone liked the country. It looked pretty enough from a distance. Okay from a car with the windows shut and the air con on; even better from a plane. Yesterday her mother had pointed out a…
The Knife
I don’t know why the knife caught my eye in the first place, other than the fact that it was so beautiful. A silver cake knife. The sort of thing you used to be presented with on your twenty first.…
Good Taste
Sally had always hated the ‘small house’ or doll’s house as anyone else would call it. It was an exact replica of the rectory that had been in George’s family for generations. The last person to live there had been…
The Necklace
BBC News:- ‘A necklace with an estimated value of two and a half million pounds has been moved today from the lost property office of British Rail, to a more secure destination. As yet unclaimed, MI5 are investigating its origins…
Connecting the Thread
When the truck-driver saw the cloud of dust rising from the mountainside he knew it was a sizable landslide, so wasting no time he pulled his wagon onto the hard shoulder, reached for his binoculars and focused them onto the…
The Mood Mender
‘I’m having second thoughts.’ ‘Look Angie, we’re nearly there now,’ Josie snapped as she used the cuff of her designer cardigan to wipe away the mist from the driver’s side of the windscreen. I did the same on my side…
The Donation
Major Harrison knelt down and scooped the feather-light dregs of humanity into his arms ignoring the myriad of lice that crawled onto him, he held the infant close. ‘Who found her?’ He whispered. The rest of us had all presumed…