‘The question,’ someone said, ‘is not whether we believe in them but whether they believe in us.’ The young bloke with the shaved head and the over-sized singlet looked up from the footpath where he was crouched. ‘Come again?’ ‘Love to,’ said the old bloke standing behind him, his big hairy hands resting on the... Continue Reading →
STORY: ‘Closure’
When she heard about it on the news the next day they were calling it a murder-suicide but it soon became a murder in search of a suicide. And she knew where to find it, even if the police didn't. Bang, bang, bang. First she fed the animals. Canned meat for the cats and dogs,... Continue Reading →
STORY: ‘Sports Lover’
I love sport. It's so much fun. My friend Marlene took me to see a game last week and I decided there and then to make a play for a sportsman. So I called in a few favours and put some new photos online and before I knew it I'd scored a date with a... Continue Reading →
STORY: ‘The Threshold’
Nora sat on the edge of her chair in the middle of her office and read the message again. When are you coming home, it said. And then: Are you coming home? She studied Rob's profile picture. Around her, in the building where she worked as an editor, the corridors hummed with life as bright... Continue Reading →