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StoryThe Pen alibob210 years 10 months ago
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StoryJennifer Twigg, Kate Bush and Me alibob710 years 10 months ago
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My stories

Cherry

A and E

Friday and Saturday nights are always the worst. Jack has learned how to differentiate the time wasters from the really sick. He wanders through the waiting area, trying to do a bit of triage.
Cherry

Grandma's Curse

Grandma peered at the clock over the top of her glasses.
Story of the week

Casting

There is an uneasy silence on the playground as the mothers wait for the classroom door to open. They watch as the letters are handed out.

Parents' Night

The child sized chair creaks under her weight as she leans back, folding her arms. ‘He’s a little shit,’ she says.
Gold cherry

Jennifer Twigg, Kate Bush and Me

‘You’re one of them, aren’t you?’ Jennifer Twigg, flanked as usual by her henchwomen, spread the palms of her hands on my desk and leaned forward to smirk into my face.

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