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I have 45 stories published in
3 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 34449 times
and 2 of my stories have been cherry picked.
My stories
The other Woman
She didn't understand what they meant, so they told her again, with patience still, but she could hear the edge of their voices taking on a sharper tone, like you would with a disobedient child, like she had done with her own, about sixty-five years earlier.
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The Bird.
It was tiny she thought as she looked with big eyes at the small creature that moved about her outstretched palm. Fluff not quite feather yet covered the bird as it hopped about. Everything was small, even the noises it made.
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The Bowling Alley
The office was much larger than Jack had anticipated, windows on two walls flooded the room with light and for a moment Jack was blinded by the deep orange glow of sun about to settle behind the heavy desk. 'Take a seat Jack, I'll be done in a few minutes,' John said and pointed to a chair by the window. Jack took the seat then started to observe the room more closely. A redhead in a too short skirt was sat at the corner of the desk holding a notepad, her long legs dangling over the edge like the pendulum of a hypnotist. Jack was getting hot, he knew himself to be staring, had been staring ever since his divorce more than a year ago. May have been staring before, causing cause for divorce, who could say now. His head turned with difficulty, he forced his eyes out the window, watching the sunset reflected in a million panes of mirrored glass.
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Tilly.
It was in a bar somewhere in Mississippi when he let the devil out again, he had taken a room in a motel, paid for the night then headed for a local bar and was slowly descending into drunkenness. A big boned blonde across the bar smiled at him and he wasn't shy to reciprocate, asking the barkeep to hand the lady a drink of her likening and the man evidently knew her poison.
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Two of Them.
There were two of them, we had indulged in some talk at the bar situated not far from the motel and now we staggered back to my room a bottle of whiskey in hand, coke and ice to be supplied by the row of machines outside the motel. The tall one started to flick through TV channels while the small one quietly put away drink after drink, she started getting cosy pushing her head against my shoulder rubbing it against my neck her hand on my leg and I not sure how this was to end.
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