As he lay there, head throbbing and eyes blinded by the sun, all he could do was think about the could-a, would-a, should-a’s.Read More Sleep now
Becoming a chef and owning his own bistro was something Alfredo had always dreamt of. What he lacked in experience he more than made up for in passion. He knew he would have to wing it, and if there were bad reviews he’d just bat them away. Specialising in Italian food, Alfredo’s soon became THE […]Read More Alfredo’s Bistro
They both heard the buzzer.
He thought it was her turn.
She, in turn, thought it was his.
Quarantine? Ha! Don’t make me laugh. I’ve been locked down since 1987, it’s nothing new to me. I’ve seen it all before. Polio, Asian Flu, Coronawotsit. It’s all the same, dear. It’s all the same. We survived them. We’ll… I’ll get through this. It’s been quiet, yes. Save for the radio. Jim always used to […]Read More Edith
8pm, he’d proposed. Early enough for the warmth of the early summer’s day to still be lingering, and late enough for the skies to be kissed by night.Read More Fred Waits By The Fountain