056: Old Joe.
Frank padded across the landing, the cord from his dressing gown trailing behind.
Stories From Nowhere
I get these stories, but I have no idea where they come from, see. Then I write them down and send them to you. One every Wednesday. That's it.
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Read 2 days ago and current, but nothing has been published for 13 months.
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055: Time off.
It’s about time I took a break, thought Cassandra, as she kicked off the red plastic heels and peeled away the fishnet stockings...
054: Michael
I was only a minute or two late for my shift, but as I dodged through the kitchen buttoning my waistcoat, I could that see Michael was already in my section.
053: Lily
Lily's head lay heavily on my lap. I brushed wandering strands of hair back from her porcelain temples and untangled them from her long black eyelashes...
052: Bill
The note Molly Simmons left on the doorstep had undergone many revisions before she finally settled on “Bill, I love you,” and stuffed it into an empty pint bottle.
051: Coq-au-vin
Mr Sinclair lifted the whistling kettle and poured a little water into the teapot.
050: Closing Time
I could see the pub from my bedroom window, and lying in bed at night, the noise kept me awake; people leaving or being thrown out.
049: Temptation
Reverend McKaye opened the collection box and sighed.
048: Dessert
Janet placed her napkin on the table and went out into the hall. Nobody seemed to notice her leaving. Her nails click-clacked as she steadied herself on the glass-topped occasional table and she took a deep breath.
047: The old oak tree [Part 4]
“How are you feeling, Jack?” asked his mother.Jack was pulling on his boots and didn’t look up. “Fine.”“That’s good.” She knelt down, zipped Ellie’s coat and tucked the flapping end of a pink scarf into Ellie’s collar. “We were worried about you, weren’t we Ellie?” Ellie nodded. “And what are you two going to do today?”“We’re going to the woods,” said Jack.