Fiction
Those Who Play With Fire, Chapter Seventeen
The last thing Sally did was to lay out hers and Dave’s clothes for the morning. She climbed into bed at 22.30, the alarm was set for 05.00. Dave sat up as soon as the [more…]
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Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Seven, Chapter Twenty
The morning after her discussion and tentative agreement with Jack Baker, Jinnie and the family were eating breakfast at the terrace buffet when the Baker family arrived. Jack walked over and said, “Did I dream [more…]
Fiction
Those Who Play With Fire, Chapter Sixteen
Dave was up at 08.00, Sally watched him from the bed, “what are you doing?” “We are going out today, had you forgotten?” “No, I didn’t realise it was an early start, where are we [more…]
Fiction
Jinnies Story – Book Seven, Chapter Nineteen
The morning flight from Barbados to Antigua touched down a few minutes early having benefited from a tailwind. The only luggage that Jinnie, Trevor, Belinda and Brian had was Belinda’s trusty attaché case containing her [more…]
Fiction
Those Who Play With Fire, Chapter Fifteen
The afternoon was spent wandering round Oxford Street. Sally was in and out of the shops, she hadn’t bought anything until they arrived in Selfridges. “Find something you like and I’ll treat you.” She spent [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Seven, Chapter Eighteen
After their second late night running the twins were slow getting ready for Sunday morning breakfast, despite Izzy chivvying them on. Izzy was quite aware the twins were tired, but knew if they missed breakfast, [more…]
Fiction
Those Who Play With Fire, Chapter Fourteen
At 19.25 they were sitting in the restaurant, as they entered Dave had asked for a quiet table. They were shown to one away from anyone else. He explained that there may be a third [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Seven, Chapter Seventeen
Jinnie sat in her upgraded Virgin Upper Class seat with a gin and tonic. She could get used to her and the family booking Premium and travelling Upper Class. In her view Upper Class wasn’t [more…]
Fiction
Those Who Play With Fire, Chapter Thirteen
As planned, he left the café and walked down the street, it was still early on Sunday morning, there was hardly anyone about. Dave reckoned he had a maximum of fifteen minutes before Roger Peterson [more…]