Ian Hobson

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Forum topicHome Front by Ian Hobson ggggareth718 years 6 months ago

My stories

Old Haunts

...as he approached the Cavalier he wished that it was still open; he could have murdered a pint. But the place was in darkness...

The Troller's Gill Hound

Tom ran for his life, blundering off the path, forcing his way through the bracken and stumbling over unseen obstacles, until finally he stepped into a void and fell, tumbling head over heels...

The Police Car

I'd almost reached home when I saw the flashing blue lights in my rear view mirror and heard the sudden wail of the siren.

The Looking-Glass

The dapper-looking grandfather clock in the hallway struck nine, and with a wink, lifted its top hat...

Saturday

But if she'd gone to work, why was her car still there? Our cottage is miles from town, and anyone giving her a lift to work would have to go well out of their way.

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