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Relaxing at home, Fernando spots an attractive young woman on the balcony opposite.
The confession of a convicted killer sheds light on the disappearance of a mysterious Frenchman - along with the entire train he was travelling in.
After accepting a post as a music teacher at a country house, a woman begins to worry when she is followed by a mysterious stranger on her weekly cycle trips down a usually deserted road.
- Length: 20 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Crime
The members of a women's Lunch Club - an organisation rife with political infighting - are keen to impress a distinguished guest.
A group of misfits are thrown together by the harsh realities of expulsion from their settlement.
While travelling in Normandy a young artist meets a singularly unfriendly older woman.
An atmospheric recollection of a riverside encounter.
Spending a night in the library of an old friend and scholar of the black arts, the narrator becomes curious about the object in question.
When the army accuses Sam of disgracing the entire cause of the Confederacy and vows to hunt down his companion, the suspicion falls on three close buddies.
An aspiring groom is given the task of designing an advertising campaign for the most disgusting cereal ever created.
A game of Scrabble has serious consequences.
A semi-barbaric king devises a semi-barabaric (but entirely fair) method of criminal trial involving two doors, a beautiful lady and a very hungry tiger.
Sandra performed her little charade in front of the mirror and morphed into the Gisela character on a whim. She had a small tickle of flirtatious laughter down pat.
I won’t tell anyone about the diagnosis.
Not my mother or sister. Certainly not Jake. Maybe not even Steve.
“Going souling", they used to call it. I can remember m’grandad telling me he used to do it, when he were little, going round the houses and offering to say prayers for the dead, in exchange for these little cakes, soul cakes they called ‘em.
Stella cannot remember a time before nature was her haven, her place of peace and healing. It was a big part of her life before she met her husband and the father of her two children.
“We left the map behind,” said Annie as they were five hours away from Anstruther, pulling into their own driveway. “We need to go back.”
- Length: 7 pages
- Age Rating: U
- Genre:
Nothing is as visceral as holding a handful of human ash.
I resist the impulse to sift it between my fingers as I walk. Everyone, from the mourners to the pastor, are far away and yet too close.
- Length: 9 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Fiction
Three o’clock on a Thursday was an odd time for a visit, but it was the only downtime between my part-time jobs that suited Jo. More unusual than the time was the prospect of a one-to-one rendezvous in my bedsit with someone about my age and attractive.
- Length: 6 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Fiction
She was not unused to calls of distress, the groans of the feverish, or the cloying stench of broken bodies and all their expulsions, but never so many at a time and never so twisted and ripped.
- Length: 20 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Fiction
