Old Short Stories

A collection of short stories I wrote throughout my teens, up until about 2004....Mainly a mix of nostalgic old toot and attempts at being 'dark' but maybe there are a few good shreds in there somewhere!

Cherry

Apton Road

It had been gruelling the past sixty years and Agnes wasn’t shy in admitting it to Sid. She did it as often as she could manage. Guilt was a wonderful thing.
Cherry

Cats & Fish

Katy sat in her Nanny’s living room, itching to get out into the bright green of the huge garden and play in the bushes at the end.
Cherry

One Too Many

The electric light buzzed over my head and made everything in the bathroom including me look stark, pale and ill.
Cherry

Untitled

The endless exhaust fumes infiltrated the air but Ruth took no heed of them on the brisk walk. Breathed them in and out, in and out automatically. The traffic was backed up as far as she could see.