Four and a half seconds

I look around the pub while Dan is gone. It’s busy, but not full. I’m sat on the long, red…

Thump, Rattle

Julie hears a sound she cannot name. Not yet. Naming a sound gives it meaning, and so far this sound…

Turn Right

I’m waiting for a gap. A silver Picanto goes past, a red Shogun, a navy Golf changing lanes, a silver…

We Crept Inside

When we got back to our house, mom and I crept inside as if we were scared of being heard.…

Let The Wrong One In

October 14th, 2016   ‘Hello?’ ‘Hillary, hi. This is, uh, Barack.’ ‘Oh. I wondered who might be calling me on…