Category short stories

A morality tale in one act

“Mr Sunak…. Mr Sunak….”“Uh, yeah? Wha’?”“Ah, you’re with us, Mr Sunak. Good. And how are you today?”“Where am I?”“Hospital, Mr Sunak.”“What??!!”“ ICU, to be precise. Been here quite a while, too.”“But…”“Almost six months. It’s a miracle you’re with us at…
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game of thrones

game of thrones. And so it came to pass that The Blonde One, taking counsel from his advisors and underlings – they being chiefly himself, and thus always able to assure him the correct course of action was that which…
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collie-cross and the celestial squirrels

collie-cross and the celestial squirrels I walk into the downstairs room and the dog rouses himself from his bed, stretches, walks over and nuzzles my hand. “Happy New Year,” he growls. “Happy New Year. How’s the leg?” “Seems to be…
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life with a politically astute collie-cross

life with a politically astute collie-cross. “I had a strange dream last night,” says the dog, stretching and shaking himself. “Very strange. And yet…” “Go on, then,” I yawn. “What happened?” “I was working in a department store, in charge…
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love, and coats

Love, and coats. The tables outside the station are packed with people eating and smoking and killing time while they wait for their trains, doing their best to enjoy the early spring sunshine despite the bitter, unseasonal wind. Being out…
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biker

Biker. It’s a beautiful day, and I’ve been riding the mountain bike up over hills and escarpments, along tracks and minor roads, climbing and falling, climbing and falling. By mid-afternoon I’m in a small seaside town, resting on a covered…
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blood & redemption

blood and redemption. Years ago, when I was still living in Leeds, I came home one Saturday afternoon to find my mountain bike had been stolen – again. By now, we were all living behind steel grille doors to make…
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thursday night

Thursday night. Ring Sadji, she said. He’s my friend. Tell him it’s Claire. Tell him to come get me. And she gave me the number. And stay with me, please. Stay with me. Of course I said, and turned off…
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keytown xmas

Keytown Xmas. The bus is crawling past the motorway in the darkness when the drunk girl and her boyfriend get on. They’re not overly pissed, they’ve just got that excited unhindered buzz about them, the one that comes from downing…
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