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What is this? Well I rather enjoyed the discussion around the short story I posted the other month here called Airborne. After the story was published there was some conversation about how the story ended and I realised that perhaps it was uncomfortable for people to directly comment on the story posts on the blog [...]

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Telephone – Part 4

She was already gone. Before I had fallen asleep I had wondered if she would wake me. I guessed she wouldn’t and she hadn’t. I think I liked that.I got up and padded into the kitchen. It was already too hot. I opened the window and stepped onto the balcony. It was cooler but you [...]

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Telephone – Part 3

How did she know Sarah had been in? How did she know who Sarah was? How did she know I had wanted Sarah to leave?”I didn’t used to?” “Of course you did.” “What do you mean?” “Of course you used to want her to go out. That’s what happens in a healthy relationship. You want [...]

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Telephone – Part 2

I feel like I’m stuck to the mattress. Sarah’s not here, neither is the sheet. I’m holding the telephone in my hand – it hasn’t rung. I get up and think about showering. I open the refrigerator catch a smell, realise it’s me, and I head to the shower. The telephone is ringing and I [...]

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Telephone – Part 1

It’s hot. A stifling oppressive heat that makes breathing a chore. A day for sitting on the balcony under shade drinking margaritas. Not this. Not out here consuming. Not more shopping. How much more crap does she need? None. A drip of sweat forms in my armpit and runs down the inside of my arm. [...]

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Airborne

Stephan sits back in his chair and tries to make his head comfortable. The muscles on the right of his neck ache slightly, it’s impossible to get comfortable back here in cattle class. Stephan had asked them what the “current economic climate” had to do with his nine o’clock tomorrow, but to no avail. He [...]

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Your hair

Lucy sits in the bar watching you talk. Each time you move your hands, I see Lucy’s eyes flick to your fingertips. She looks as though she isn’t looking, you won’t notice. But she keeps checking. You push your right hand through your hair, and I see Lucy sigh and look away. What does she [...]

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Kelly

Kelly stands among the regular commuters. Steam pouring out of their bored mouths. They are all suits and trouser suits. Kelly isn’t, Kelly is different. She is wearing her school uniform. She goes to school by train. It seemed very grown up when she started, now it’s just normal. The train pulls in. Everyone gets [...]

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This is the final part of a four part continuing story on Gamboling. Click here to read part 1, part 2 and part 3. And now for the final part of “The Empty Vessel”. Kurt was crawling. The water level hadn’t changed at all. He was moving but hadn’t heard or seen anything change. Every [...]

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This is the third of a four part continuing story on Gamboling. Click here to read part 1 and part 2, check back next Friday for the final instalment, but only after you’ve read part 3 of “The Empty Vessel”. Kurt’s legs felt like they had bursts of flames mixing with the blood pumping through [...]

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