Later That Day …

The door to the café crashed open, violently rattling the glass inside its frame, as in stormed a middle-aged gentleman dressed in tweed. "I came as soon as I could." Rebecca heard Dr Brennan say. She watched, as he placed a brown leather briefcase upon the table before her. "You realise that as of yesterday,… Continue reading Later That Day …

Judi Came Around

Since waking two hours earlier than his alarm, Gregor remains in a state of tension. Four knocks on the front door cause his anxiety to rapidly climb. In the time taken to respond, he's flattened his hair neatly, pulled at the sleeves and hem of his plaid shirt, wiped both hands on the back of… Continue reading Judi Came Around

Justice at Space Museum

Looking back, it had all seemed so very simple: I understood my orders, I knew my target, his current appearance and exact whereabouts. Although decades had passed, it had been decided. Under no circumstances, I'd been informed, will a secret service operative turned double agent, slip away into a newly invented life and escape final… Continue reading Justice at Space Museum

Will He Ask Again?

Stationary on the driveway, Hattie killed the gentle purr of the electric motor housed under the bonnet of the newly converted and refurbished red Pontiac, 1969 GTO. Seconds before, she'd seen Wyatt watering the flower borders of the front yard outside his house. Despite attempts to avoid eye contact, it had happened. She watched as… Continue reading Will He Ask Again?

A Brief But Furious Struggle

"My name's Samdrew Wilmot-Dickson and today," the camera scoots back from a facial close-up revealing an interior of palatial grandeur, "I am here, to view the centre-piece display, broadcasting live from this year's annual, academy summer show." The presenter walks out of shot revealing two elderly cellists, who commence with playing an Offenbach composition to… Continue reading A Brief But Furious Struggle

The Princess’ Hair (~1,450 words)

Since waking and despite a deceptively calm appearance, sat alone in the spartanly furnished kitchen, Bryan eagerly tracks the arrival of a delivery. A web page displayed on his kitchen table laptop, shows a pinpointed map and a thick red line reaching towards his address. Midway through pouring a morning cup of tea, the sound… Continue reading The Princess’ Hair (~1,450 words)

Double Reverse Mormon

"But..." Katie hesitated, what she'd just heard made no sense to her. "A double reverse Mormon thing situation." Aware of the relative silence inside the public library, aside from the muffled sound of pages turned and throats cleared, she half whispered "What the fuck is that?""Well." Maya glanced at Erik, seeking a signal he was… Continue reading Double Reverse Mormon

At School The Following Day…

The sounding of the morning bell drew the schoolchildren inside, leaving Pembrooke School's religious education teacher, Greta Astonberry, caught in the middle of the playground, deep in thought. "Hey," Harry asked as he passed by, "are you okay?""Harry - Mr Buckley, good morning." Greta replied, brought back with apparent suddenness to her surroundings by the… Continue reading At School The Following Day…

What They Became

From a series of short form fictions taking inspiration from collage. For a moment, Mr Andrews stood stock still - dismayed and shocked. Then, with the ice cold water seeping down through his clothes, he lifted the upturned plastic bucket free from his head. The muffled giggling he'd heard start only seconds ago, now became… Continue reading What They Became