Her slender fingers brushed the palm of his hand.
‘Your hands are rough,’ she said, kissing them.
‘Oh, thanks,’ he said.
‘They’re still my favourite part of you.’ Continue reading Chimaera by Steven Bruce
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Suffer Not the Little Children by Gary McGuigan
He found the corpse early morning. Continue reading Suffer Not the Little Children by Gary McGuigan
The Baby’s Foot by Belinda Rimmer
Pearl-Susannah rarely brought friends home – Pa didn’t make them welcome. He didn’t approve of friends, didn’t see the need of them. He had none of his own. Continue reading The Baby’s Foot by Belinda Rimmer
Pops by H. Victory
The tour guide beams, flashing her yellow spiked maw. Continue reading Pops by H. Victory
Baby Blue Eyes by Paul Speller
A splash, followed by a giggle and those baby blue eyes lit up. Continue reading Baby Blue Eyes by Paul Speller
Yellow Prism by Ashley Bullen-Cutting
Dearest Harold Greene,
You will note the package that accompanies this correspondence odd and query why it is I have sent such to you, allow me to endeavour to elucidate upon its discovery, circumstance and point. Continue reading Yellow Prism by Ashley Bullen-Cutting
A Demon’s Favor by Karen Thrower
Tranur appeared in a ring of fire, large, black and ominous. He immediately saw the one who summoned him, kneeling just outside the circle. Continue reading A Demon’s Favor by Karen Thrower
Juan Ponce de Leon by Bridget Clawson
I read to five clients, at the moment. One is an unusually tall, angular woman my own age, forty-two, who believes she is Juan Ponce de Leon. Continue reading Juan Ponce de Leon by Bridget Clawson
Paradise Lost by Rae Gee
The sixties were the best time to be alive. The sun never seemed to set. The music flowed like water and love fluttered through the air like butterflies. Continue reading Paradise Lost by Rae Gee
Evelyn’s Country Depot by Scott Hughes
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Artists in the Underworld by Richard Wayne Horton
The town had been a river port. Barges filled with golden grain had steamed away. Ships filled with wines, pianos, furs and jewels had arrived. Continue reading Artists in the Underworld by Richard Wayne Horton