“…that’s when they said I should leave.” Mike searched the bottom of his glass. “Hit me again, will ya Sammy?” he pushed his bone-dry shot glass towards the man behind the bar. Sam popped the top from the bottle and poured another shot. “Cheers,” he said, scooping up the drink. “You just can’t trust them. […]

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Big Shop

Sunglasses, vest-top, short shorts, liberally applied factor 50 and flip-flops. Aside from grabbing the canvas bags and car keys, Sandra was ready. The supermarket wasn’t far, but today was Wednesday – “Big Shop” day, and she was buggered if she was going to carry it up the hill. Two left turns, a roundabout and one […]

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Sam rests his case

“What a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.” Sam had often thought about the words his grandmother used to whisper to him, time and time again – often whilst he’d lay with his head upon her lap as she ran her frail fingers through his scraggly mop of blonde hair. Many […]

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Drip Drip Drip He shuffled in the bed. A calculated shuffle; just wiggly enough and just noisy enough to wake his sleeping partner. “Are you awake?” he whispered. “No,” came the muffled reply, deep beneath the winter-thick duvet. “The tap is doing it again,” he said quietly. “The what is doing what? Shut up. Go […]

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I used to love it when he took me for walks. The longer the better. We’d often end up off the beaten track; looking for exciting, unexplored areas behind the city. A quiet escape from the usual bustle of everyday life. It was tiring. She was always quite demanding but the older she got the […]

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