Julie gently nudges the old clock to the left and slides the duster carefully across the mantelpiece. Her husband’s Christmas card can now take centre stage. As she places it down between the clock and the cactus she reads his handwritten words: Poetry, pure poetry. The snowy garden scene of[…]
Every morning, she is there, sitting on the old, rusting clifftop bench, staring out at the ocean. I always greet her as I pass by, but I don’t think she ever notices me. Today, as I make my way down the track, I notice that ‘her bench’ is empty. I[…]
With more than a hint of nerves, I slide into an empty seat in the auditorium for my first university lecture. I look down the aisle, hoping to see a friendly face, but there is no one I recognise, which isn’t too surprising as I only arrived in the city[…]
Jayne folds the green T-shirt in her own special way, ensuring that a small part of the colourful logo can be clearly seen. Placing it on top of the neat pile, she gives it a gentle stroke, as if she is petting her cat Sammy. The shelf is crammed to[…]
Sitting on the cliffside bench, I watch the sun slide below the horizon. Another lonely day survived; so many similar days since Sheila passed away. Suddenly I realise I’m not alone. I hadn’t noticed anyone approach. I nervously turn, ready to move. Her eyes, catching the last of the evening[…]
Megan lowers the phone and rests it back on her desk. Leaning deeply into her ergonomic chair, she reflects on how many years it has been since she last spoke to her mother. Nine years. Nine years of silence, and Megan has still not forgiven her. Even now, as she[…]
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I was disappointed to miss out on last weeks Black Friday Bonanza at the Oxford Comma shop. However, my brothers friends mother let it slip that theres a closing down sale at Berts Apostrophe Store. Apparently its going into administration. Im not that bothered as I never go there anyway.[…]
Michelle pushes open the front door and walks into the living room. Theresa has her eyes closed, but isn’t asleep. “Hi Michelle, and how is my favourite grandchild today?” Theresa says, without looking. Michelle replies, as she has a hundred times before, “I am fine and I am your only[…]
I thought getting a job there was going to be so simple. How wrong could I be? There’s a beautiful, old railway station a few hundred yards from where I live. When Jack and I first saw this house for sale, one of the main reasons we made an offer[…]