Cherrypicked stories

Chapter 2 Valerie ‘Are we taking a little off the back this time?’ The hairdresser lifts Valerie’s hair slightly with a comb to indicate the proposed...

‘Would you like a glass of wine?’ In my mind I think ‘I’d like a huge Vodka’ but I know she has a limited range of alcohol, usually of the cheap and...

I am on a train, but in my mind I have set sail again. Storms are immanent. I am on my way to see my mother. At fifty years old you would think I...

After Allison suffers from one of the hardest moments of her life, followed by a traumatic car accident, she now awakes from a coma that has stripped the last five years from her memory. She must now get to know her life all over again, including the unfamiliar faces that inhabit it. As she struggles to find common ground between her present and past self, she is surrounded by people who all seem to be holding onto a big secret. Who really is Allison Mills and how did she get here?

So anyway folks, to get back to luck and where we were before being abruptly interrupted by the consensus of opinion. Let’s discuss the resolution of...

I stood by her grave a s the casket was lowered. A shame that h er friends had commitments. I hardly knew her. "Good morning" as we passed. And two...

"Ah, Lord Lord, I was just talking about you," said Baroness Bluster as I entered our shared office. "You were?" I said nervously, there's only one...

Yes, I crossed over. Saw Maha and Granddaddy Drinking coffee, under trees. I have loved You Swep-- You Jeremy--each and every day Since you were born...

I was woken by Box with my tray of coffee, toast, and assorted toast adornments. "Thank you Box," I said, expecting him to go away, it being a...