Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Two
Jane Goodley was fourteen miles away, sitting on the floor in what had once been an office, it was on the first floor, she remembered being dragged up the stairs, her hands and legs were [more…]
Thriller
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Seven
Boxing Day was Sint Maarten, a curious, small island, half of which was Dutch, and the other half was French and called Saint Martin. But the Britannia put into Philipsburg, which was on the Dutch [more…]
Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter One
Dave and Sally walked to their hotel, his arm was round her, they were both happy and laughing. The sound of cicadas could be heard in the undergrowth. It was now over eighteen months since [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Six
The next day was not only another perfect Caribbean day, but it was Christmas Eve, and the twins knew from experience that Father Christmas arrived on board in the late afternoon. So, in the planning [more…]
Fiction
A Price Too High, Chapter Seventeen
Dave was woken late in the afternoon by Sally sitting on top of him. When she saw his eyes open, she leaned forward and kissed him. “How do you feel?” “I’m not sure, still tired [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Five
After dinner, the twins begged Jinnie to let them stay up for the sail-away from Barbados. As the sailing time was set for 20:00 and it was nearly 19:30 when they finished their meal, Jinnie [more…]
Fiction
A Price Too High, Chapter Sixteen
When the officers arrived, he introduced himself. He explained what would be taking place. “I will give you a more detailed briefing later.” Sandra handed a sheaf of photographs to Dave, they were all outside [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Four
Jinnie was generally happy with the overall performance of TT SuperBurger (Group) Limited; all the divisions were trading profitably, and the various development plans were all progressing well, with one exception. The one fly in [more…]
Fiction
A Price Too High, Chapter Fifteen
As they drove back, Sally said how her day had gone, she had loved the firearms part, the classroom part she wasn’t too keen on, but if it had to be done, she would do [more…]