Thanks to Crispina Kemp for the writing prompt, taken from Hare and Adder. A memory nagged at Ellen’s brain. Many…
It seems I’ve unconsciously carried over my characters from last week. The Old Mother must have reneged on her cat…
‘You know why I’m here?’ He stood in the open doorway, lit by the moon, staring hard at her. She…
The road can be as straight as it wishes. The faster he gets out of this forest the better. He…
Eliot puzzled over the question all day. On his way to work, standing on the crowded tube platform, crushed between…
I am following on from Monday’s prompt response which you can find here and which ended thus: The footsteps closed…
Quick footsteps sounded behind her. She didn’t dare glance over her shoulder. Best not to see what stalked her through…
‘Why did you let Julie be your maid of honour? She’ll mess it up somehow, I know she will.’ Sue’s…
Edith stumbled as she got off the bus. She grabbed the rail to steady herself and made it safely to…
‘What is it?’ Ada squinted into the woods at the edge of the field where she and her mother gleaned…