Wind blew through the trees, blowing the snow up from the ground, gusting around Guy's face. He pulled his collar up further. Across the park he watched Madeline, her bright green umbrella luminous against the white background. Their daughter, Francis, gleefully skipped around her. 'She's moved on, married someone else, she's happy. Leave them be.'…
I wrapped my arms around Kyle. We turned and watched the parasail disappearing in the distance. 'There he goes, my crazy brother' I sighed. 'Maybe he'll come back safe.' Kyle suggested, more in hope than expectation. The clouds on the horizon had been gathering. The storm would make landfall imminently. It had been downgraded from…
Exhausted, dehydrated and sunburnt, they let the tide sweep them in for the final nautical mile. They slouched on their recliners and held hands. 'We made it,' he said, 'I told you we could.' 'Four months on this contraption. Next year, let's have a walking holiday,' she replied. On the shore, the gathered crowd awaited…
'Years since anyone has lived here.' The cobwebs and thick carpet of dust, moss and dirt reinforced Daisy's words. Wind blew in through broken windows, daylight entered where once the roof had blocked its path. Outside the crumbling walls the thundering sound of the surf crashing against the foot of the cliffs resounded. 'They found…
'Tick-tock, tick-tock,' went the clock. 'Time's up! Time's up!' cried the People. 'No more! No more!' chanted the Poor. Save me! Save me!' weeped the Earth. 'Me Too! Me Too!' screamed the Victims. Louder and louder the voices grew. Higher and higher the echos reached. Some of the Powerful fell on the sword of justice.…
