stories

She walked across the school car park towards the red Micra. It was a mild October evening but a fresh wind had blown up in the last half an hour.

“Why are you standing out here in the rain Jimmy?” I was just leaving work for my lunch break, hoping for some peace away from my stupid boss, who still hung around like a bad smell insisting I ge

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His head hurt so much it felt like…actually, it hurt so much he couldn’t concentrate on finding a pithy metaphor for how it felt. Also, the pain in his chest was complicating matters.

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Harry walked to Matthews Yard. He needed to work off the food and the taste of Ramona on his lips. Women always fucked up his thinking.