The Smiling Ballerina (~900 words)

It's been a while, hasn't it? Way back, in the early 2020s, I owned a café-bar in Söder, Stockholm, called Mellan Broarna, the meaning of which made sense, if you happened to be familiar with the island. Known locally for late hours, fine schnapps, a range of delicious smørrebrød and original entertainment, we welcomed local… Continue reading The Smiling Ballerina (~900 words)

We Went Everywhere Together

It's true, with my job as restaurant critic for Food World magazine, we went everywhere together. With a mission to cover all fourteen states of the Eastern Seaboard, the last 12 months had seen Jürgen and I move around regularly. Typically, while I developed an extensive directory of remarkable places to eat, he'd take up… Continue reading We Went Everywhere Together

Elena’s Gifts

Outside Pulkovo airport on a fresh, springlike, early summer morning, Alexander wrapped his arms around Elena and positioned an affectionate, slightly moist kiss upon her temple."Missed you." He whispered into her left ear."What?""I said I missed you.""Really? You sounded and looked fine, during our video-chats." Alexander gave Elena a squeeze, pulling her in, ever more… Continue reading Elena’s Gifts

A Stroll Along the Quay

"Mike!" Alona shouted, her voice cutting through the mewing seagulls overhead. "You've got to pull yourself together. Come on, let's take a stroll, I need fresh air." Separated by an intentional gap, they headed across the car park towards the quayside. There, under watchful eyes of mothers, a huddle of children leant over the edge… Continue reading A Stroll Along the Quay

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)