It was still there when Laura came down for breakfast, wrapped in her winter dressing gown, sheepskin slippers warming her…
The house is crowded with mourners. The world and his oyster knew and loved her grandmother, and the funeral in…
Elle hunkered down into the sofa, shoulders hunched and arms crossed. The voice – his voice – carried on its…
‘What’s that old joke?’ Mary asked. ‘You know, one of those elephant jokes from aeons ago.’ Sally raised her head…
Quiet hung over the forest. The rabbit twitched its nose at the wrongness of it. Where were the bird calls,…
I fell across this glorious image on Pixabay (where I get all my images from) and had to use it.…
With thanks to Dean Writers member Carol Sheppard for the prompt. He’s full of her, his new work colleague. Lauren…
Marie lifted her gaze to meet the man’s eye squarely, no hesitation. ‘Thank you for your time. See you soon,’…
We buried him yesterday under a louring sky, the vicar saying the service over his coffin as we lowered him…
Lulu held the open map on her lap, studying it carefully although by now she could have drawn it in…