WHAT ARE LITTLE GIRLS MADE OF?

She saw him through the window as he approached the café. The arrogant strut, the charming smile, the nonchalant wave. She stopped toying with the sugar shaker and placed it back in the rack and clasped her hands together to mask her nervous tension. How had she not seen it in the first place? How … Continue reading WHAT ARE LITTLE GIRLS MADE OF?

ILL-GOTTEN GAINS

Her Mum helped her bake the pastries using the rhubarb they had grown in their garden. Each had their own neat tray - rhubarb crumble, rhubarb tarts, rhubarb and toffee cake. She set up the stall at the corner of her street, waiting to capitalise on the Friday, end-of-week rush hour footfall. 'Treat for the … Continue reading ILL-GOTTEN GAINS