A ghost story
Here is a short story. It starts on a train and I’m talking to a fellow commuter and it’s set in the time BC – Before Coronavirus….. I really hate mobile phones. There’s no privacy, [more…]
Here is a short story. It starts on a train and I’m talking to a fellow commuter and it’s set in the time BC – Before Coronavirus….. I really hate mobile phones. There’s no privacy, [more…]
“Play up! Play up! And play the game!” Afarin was in cover, carefully scrutinising the shimmering, broken landscape ahead of them and the distant low olive trees. Through the field glasses, the ground sloped down [more…]
It was the fourth early morning of following the truck when the girls saw it stop at a pole barrier across a gap in a chain-link fence. The barrier went up and the truck entered [more…]
They spent the next three weeks working with the Golani Brigade and a pilot came to speak with them, to talk about the limitations and advantages of air power. He was a major and like [more…]
After a while, as it was getting lighter and lighter, I said, ‘I must ask your father’s permission.’ She nodded. ‘And there’s a couple of other phone-calls I must make.’ Then I slid my left [more…]
The powerful launch crunched onto the sandy beach and the sisters jumped down onto the dry sand. Turning to wave goodbye they saw the launch was already reversing into the light surf. Jinnie led Penny [more…]
Bond woke with a headache and a foul taste in his mouth. Trying to move, he found he was tied to a chair. As his vision cleared he saw an elderly man seated in front [more…]
Contains content of a sexual nature. Afarin stared at the morning light behind the blinds and she thought of a song: She’s so lovely, and it had felt so wrong, yet so right. I like [more…]
When Jinnie stood up to say goodbye to the PM she was pleased that she had left the car at the parent’s and they had grabbed a taxi to the Trattoria. She knew that the [more…]
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