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The Pianist

The tinkling of the piano keys stopped and Belle looked up from her book, pushing her glasses on top of her head.

‘Victor?’ She walked into the large music room, a place where Victor

The Sleeping Gypsy

Hattie took a deep breath. It got no easier, but she owed it to Tom. He had made plans for her after his death and she had to get out and see them through. It had been the only thing that kept him going through the failed treatments, the tears and disbelief, and finally the acceptance that there were no second chances.

Under New Management

The hammering in George’s head would wake the dead.  Just for a fleeting second, George thought that maybe he was. Dead.

Sandcastle Dreams

Image by skeeze from Pixabay

Pippa chewed noisily on a piece of gum as she tried to remember Chico

Life in A Suitcase

Image by Irina L from Pixabay

Alice stared at the two red suitcases travelling around the carousel. She shifted slightly, not wanting to

Ode to a Child

I treasured the first picture of you as a mere blurry, half-baked blob, weeks before you arrived searching for,

Home Is Where You Park It

Victor wasn’t sad that his mother had died. A good innings, she’d said it herself. His eyelids drooped, bored by the monotonous tone of the solicitor’s voice. He didn’t need to hear that his mother left

Pleading With The Angels

Image by drippycat from Pixabay

I’ve been dreading this day since you left. Visiting the memorial seemed an honourable journey to make. When life was whole instead of being torn

Lost At Sea

Arthur gripped Nanny’s hand as the salty spray formed a crust around his nose. He peered through the railings into the deep and shivered. His baby sister, Alice,

Dear Diary

Image by Mabel Amber from Pixabay

8th March 2000 (Age 9)

It’s my 9th birthday today and Nanny gave me this diary, I was hoping for a pair of roller skates but

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