Short stories

Precisely.

It was them 2 and the baby and that's when things went wrong

A little Life

Up down, like inside out, like all the other moments that had come and gone. He felt as if there was a string he needed to pull or a button that needed pressing, so the whole would continue.

Birthday Tune

Temperatures lingered around thirty, the heat stood still in the city, humidity put a film of moisture on skin, onto which pollution and dust settled easily.

Black Shoes

It was after the accident that he bought a new pair of shoes, black brogues, which he would wear at the weddings he was invited to that year, one in spring, another in autumn.

Blind Man's Bluff.

An easy target.

Casual and Unobtrusive

a bit like a dance

Cross

winning the lottery - well perhaps not

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Loser

‘You are nothing,’ the man shouted. There was a panicked notion to his voice as he repeated himself, voice pitching and almost keeling over.

The Hero

What if a soldier refuses the honors imposed on him? Does it make him a traitor?

Reminisce.

There is only one thing to do when you can't do anything else.

Headphones

Noise cancelling headphones, just what he always wanted. Keep the world at bay.