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SO CLOSE AND YET SO FAR
The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow was right there. But everytime she tried to grab it, something blocked her, like a thin mesh she couldn’t penetrate, dulling her view of the world. She would fall back and begin the long journey again, reaching up through the fog to the light. A…
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BROTHERS
Every Sunday through that summer at eleven they had sat on the same bench, Patrice and his younger brother Henri, waiting while their parents attended church. At five past eleven the fountain would spring into life as the gardener, Hervé, turned it on. Father gave them a toy boat to sail around the pond. On the warmest…
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A VERY BRITISH DAY OUT
‘Authentic Beach Barbecue’ the leaflet had assured them. Archie had his doubts. The nearest beach was at least thirty miles away for a start. Just another anomaly in the zoo that combined as an amusement park. Two pasty-looking teenagers wheeled out trays covered in tinfoil and started unwrapping the precooked food. Agnes perched herself on…
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AMONG THE REMAINS
She brought the axe down on the bird’s neck. The body, until then a squirming, panicked, struggling handful went limp. The last few feathers floated to the ground and all was still. She wiped the sweat from her brow. The sun continued to beat down relentlessly. They all said the weather would break soon, it…
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PLOTTING
The tourists and students poured into The Great Hall, the entrance to the Met. This would be the easy bit. If she picked the right time, when the crowds were at their busiest, it would be easy to slip away unnoticed. If he left the money under the ciborium in the Medieval Europe gallery, if…
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Iain Kelly 