Story 13 – The Witch Comes to Town

Lutran struggled through the sucking mud of the swamp. The bitterflies swarmed around him, their buzz filling his ears and disorientating him. How much further did he have to go? The wet, decaying stench was as thick as fog, making him want to gag on every third step. Old Coulan, the head woman, had beenContinue reading “Story 13 – The Witch Comes to Town”

Story 12 – Ghostpuncher

“I punch ghosts.” The kid opposite me looked non-plussed. But really, if the question is “What does a ghostpuncher do?” then what else could he have expected as an answer, it’s there in the job title. “Anything else?” He finally squeaked. I took a sip of my beer, taking a moment to enjoy the fullContinue reading “Story 12 – Ghostpuncher”

Story 11 – Jenny O’Plenty

Heather was talking again, the girl just would not shut up.  Eliza tried to focus on stacking the tins of tomatoes, keeping an eye out for any dented ones she could maybe hide to pick up cheap later. “I don’t know why we don’t all just go on strike over this. It’s disgraceful, really!” HeatherContinue reading “Story 11 – Jenny O’Plenty”

Story 10 – Just a Bit More

Brenda cupped her hands around the mug of hot coffee, liking the little sting in her fingers it caused. Marie was still chattering away. Brenda blew on her coffee, not from a desire to cool it down but more for something to do until her friend paused for breath so that she could actually joinContinue reading “Story 10 – Just a Bit More”

Story 9 – Unwed Mary

‘Do you believe in ghosts, vicar? I need to tell someone about what happened this morning. I’m trying to think where to start this, you know, work out what’s the most important point. I’m still a bit jumbled, my heart is still pounding. I guess, start with Unwed Mary? No, Frank, I’ll tell you aboutContinue reading “Story 9 – Unwed Mary”

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