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Corona: part eleven #shortstory #storyininstalments

Part Eleven Christopher continued. “I’ve thought about it a lot. I don’t think he meant to hurt me quite so badly but when he confronted me and I confirmed the truth, the chainsaw was the nearest tool and he had … Continue reading

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The Bionicist #shortfiction #wordlesswednesday(not)

The Bionicist Eldrich Pomeroy steepled his fingers and released a silent curse. Fortunately for Hildegard Tilt, even now struggling into the seat opposite from the wheelchair, he had had the presence of mind to attach his recently updated ‘permanently caring’ … Continue reading

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Corona: Part Ten #short story in instalments

Janice sunk into a brown velour-covered winged armchair, defeated. Her brain focused on the windows to the front but some sort of shrub blocked a view of the street. It was hopeless. Meanwhile Christopher fussed with the tea things. She … Continue reading

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Corona: Part nine

Part Nine “I… how do you know I’m your sister?” “Sister in law. I thought, with my brother, your husband dead the informality might be appropriate. I didn’t mean to offend. Come. Let’s have a cup of tea and you … Continue reading

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Corona: Part Eight #short story #instalments

Janice nearly gave up then and there. If she hadn’t already told Godfrey, who she sensed was watching her, she might have turned and run away. Instead she took a deep breath and opened the door. “Hello?” Silence. Taking several … Continue reading

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Keeping Stable #blogbattle #shortfiction

The young man presented well, Priastotle the Guide thought. Hair neatly brushed, dust free sandals, starched but not stiff toga and knees that suggested devotion but not deviancy. ‘Name?’ ‘Tom.’ ‘Tom? That’s a bit, you know, Northern.’ ‘’It’s actually Thromboid … Continue reading

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Corona: Part Seven

Janice stared at the diffident man facing the camera. It looked like it was taken in a back garden, maybe at a barbecue. He had the same hooded eyes in the twenty-year old’s picture she had, but now there was … Continue reading

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