Story 30 – The Expected Return

Dusk was just settling over the lake, a light shade of red easing across the water like paint in a bowl. I thought it was nicely creepy, the start to an old Hammer movie perhaps. Lucy thought it was horrible, started talking about algae and refraction indexes, things way over my head. “You can’t justContinue reading “Story 30 – The Expected Return”

Story 27 – Eviction

Number 19, Avon Close had been the home of Georgina Fields for sixty three years. She had moved there with her new husband, Frederick, in the summer of 1957. They had raised two boys, mostly fine young men, who had gone on to marry and live in towns hours away. Georgie, as her friends calledContinue reading “Story 27 – Eviction”

Story 16 – No Train from Angmering

Ricky weaved his way across the platform, trying to remember just how much he’d had to drink. He squinted at the station sign, willing it to come in to focus. Where was he? Angmering? How had he got there? “Let’s back up.” He said to the deserted station, feeling a need to fill the silenceContinue reading “Story 16 – No Train from Angmering”

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”

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