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Island Hideaway 43 - The first dodo lecture​​

Before she left, Mo translated what she had learnt about the dodos. She tried to teach me to speak dodo, but I struggled with the arm positions but...
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Island Hideaway 42 - Like a halibut in a polluted ocean​

"I owe you an explanation," Mo said. "My cutting ties the way I did."​​ ​​"I understand. New life, new people."​​ ​​"Is that what you thought?"​​ ​​"...
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Island Hideaway 41 - Heraclitus said​

Through the same river ever different water flows, Heraclitus once wrote. He could have written that through the same university ever different...

Calming

The stage was set for a trigger … but …
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Milo Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven “I spoke with Alain.” John was in the kitchen, hovering, as Marie worked. “Don’t get in my way please,” she said, sliding past him to...

The Visit

The Visit By Paul McCann The trees brushed up against the windows of the cottage and the rain battered the shutters from their hinges. The thatched...

Dublin Jack

Dublin Jack By Paul McCann Brought up in poverty and kept ignorant was the only way to remain healthy back then in the hungry years . The hardest...

The Wedding Speech

The Wedding Speech By Paul McCann So I was walking out the door and the phone rang .It was one of those occasions when I was in two minds wondering...
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Island Hideaway 40 - You can see the sea

"I can't believe you own this island, it's beautiful. And you own the dodos. Every dodo in the world belongs to you.​" ​ "No, I just own the island...
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Island Hideaway 39 - Endings and beginnings

Mo left Eric the day he finished his final exam. "I didn't want to be the cause of his screwing up God," she explained. "You don't seem too...
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Island Hideaway 38 - The biggest war there ever was

Eddie returned a few nights later, unannounced as always. We were highly boat aware by this point and Mo had asked all dodos to look out for boats...

Wake up!

Chapter 1 He was eerily gorgeous. His shaggy hair was as black as midnight and his almond eyes as green and brilliant as emeralds. He was tall and...
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The Free Market (Part 2)

The way the sand felt under Christian’s feet, fine and warm and clean; the way it moulded to the impact of his heels, the balls of his feet, the...

The Free Market (Part 1)

A clothed orgy every morning. Hell. Zone 1. If Picasso painted bodily odours… Christian Weaver enlivened his morning commute by inventing USPs —...

Unfinished flow

Unfinished flow Hey Ishani! thoughts twine head spins to pen a few lines for you, to draft out of my heart as we move apart to bless you to start...

Left For Dead

The great depression had finally lifted and things were picking up. A baby boom brought with it the demand for bigger houses. People with trades...

Roo’s On The Veranda

Howard and Mae were only married two years when the war came. They had been blessed with a little boy they had named Darwin. The call went out for...
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Family Theatre

We beg. We borrow. It seems like there’s no lengths or depths we won’t go to give the performance of our lives. We borrow some place mats, and...

Mira’s Reign Over Tara

A heavy stone was placed over the grave where the King had been buried . Mira and a few other warriors cast their swords into the soil and walked...
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Milo Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten Milo was up early and thought there would be no one else about yet, but he was wrong. His mother was sitting alone at the table on the...

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