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‘No. I wish I was.’ ‘I’m a bit taken aback to be honest, Vanessa.’ There was a short period of silence. ‘I know….and I’m really sorry. I was having a...

Hear The Call By Paul McCann A long time ago, as far as we know , there were some days when the sun never shone In the days still to come, there’s so...

Dedicated Dreamers By Paul McCann More than enough for what its worth, best foot forward from last to first . with a little luck on the way , that...

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Harassed and helpless, worried and weary, even the confident sometimes are teary. Some grabbing, greedy,...

It was another day like any other for me. I woke up to my long term girlfriend Cynthia rifling around in the dark, trying to dress without waking me...

to touch the sky so blue even though my fingers are gnarly & not so spry; to smell the linger of ocean shore with its line-up of shaggy kelp...

Part one was written last Halloween, and its taken me a year to get back to it and post part 2. I've added a link to part 1 here, and hope to post the final 2 parts before, or on, Halloween. https://www.abctales.com/story/penny4athought/spirt-sleepy-hollow-all-ha...

The Angry Breed By Paul McCann Bad boys make noise , they’re always on the run Clenched fists , take risks , is their idea of fun . They’ll blue with...