Category: Stories
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Chapter Six
BARBARA Just a couple of miles down the road from the beach, Barbara stop at the entrance of the small charity shop she’d been manager of nearly sixteen years now. She looked puzzled. “Where the shittin’ hell did that go?” She half muttered to herself. “What?” Came a voice from somewhere inside. “I said where did…
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CHAPTER FIVE
For a long time neither man spoke. Jonathon had very slight pins and needles up his arm but he didn’t want to move it. Worried that the man nestled into his neck might think he wants to leave or is looking at his watch to check the time. Although he had no idea what time it was and…
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Chapter Four Continued…
He’d like to tell people that it was his photography that makes him so observant of the smaller details, of the things that most people just blindly walk by. It wasn’t though, well not when it came to people. He had a talent, intuition, something that meant he could read people. He didn’t know what it was, but…
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The Chapter ends…
The final part of Chapter One… Alerted by the heavy panting sound, Phillip turned around just in time to see his wife hurtling towards him, blanket stretched out as if trying to corner and catch a small pig. A gasp came from one of them, he wasn’t sure who made the sound as she wrapped the…
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The story begins…
I heard a phrase recently and decided to use it as a prompt… ”If you miss the bus atleast miss it running” A simple little phrase, but it’s lead to several pages of writing, which I’ve edited twice now – so there will no doubt be more changes, but currently the first bit sounds like…
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