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A Day in the Life - Part One
The report said I was driving erotically. Just kidding. I wanted to draw you in. Are you still there? Good. I awake at four AM. I get out of bed and...
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The Doll's House Chapter 6.
Chapter Six . Siddly. Siddly was quiet. The houses were close together, their roofs sloping low as if trying not to be noticed. The streets were...
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The Ashton Road Gang Chapter 7. July Part 2
All the buses had gone, as had the ambulance. Mr. Peach was bent over a car talking to someone inside. As I ran up, the door opened and Mr Plunkett...
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The Ashton Road Gang Chapter 7. July
Chapter Seven. School Sports. At the beginning of July, the Headmaster of my Junior School stood on the stage. Mr. Plunkett took Assembly every...
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Flashback
Memories flood in from meeting old friends at a funeral
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Old Walls - Part 5
‘It’s funny how the brain works isn’t it, Roz. Memories locked away, sequestered, I don’t mean important memories, just mundane things, details, you...
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The Doll's House Chapter 5,
Chapter Five. Bilton, Darrowmere, and Hestlewick. Bilton was a small town, not far from the edge of the Dark Forest. Rows of neat cottages lined the...
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The Ashton Road Gang Chapter 6 June.
Chapter Six. Fits. While the rest of the gang had to make do with second-hand or home built bikes, Simon had a brand new, drop-handle bar racing bike...
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Our Metronome
He walks, our metronome, like a well-made poem past our kitchen window each day, 12.20 one way, 3.15 back again, surprisingly light on his feet and...
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