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B IS FOR BICYCLE
Sand paused once more at the grave of his wife before turning away. He walked back to the bench he had sat at and picked up his bicycle. The cemetery was at the top of a hill, Sand free-wheeled down the path, scattering tourists along the way. The rush of air, leaving the resting place…
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SAND
The taxi pulled up at the end of dirt track. Gabi Henriksen got out and asked the driver to wait. She walked over to the figure standing at the edge of the cliff. The wind blustered, blowing her blonde hair across her face. The waves crashed onto the rocks at the foot of the sheer…
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A IS FOR ANT
Anders Sand sat on the bench and looked at the graves of Henrik Ibsen and Edvard Munch, situated only metres apart. There was a steady trickle of tourists wandering past, pausing to show respect or at least recognition, and then moving on. A strange thing to do on holiday, Sand thought, to visit death. Our…
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A TO Z CHALLENGE APRIL 2017
I am taking part in the annual A to Z Challenge for the month of April. My theme, after much debate, is a simple one – inspired by my children’s A to Z jigsaw, I’m planning to write a short story based on the pictured object for each letter of the alphabet. With a bit…
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LOSS
They lay side-by-side on the bed. The sun broke over the harbour. Helena sat up and drew her knees to her chest. Nick looked up at her. He knew it was over. He put his hand out to brush a hair from her face. ‘There is nothing more I can do?’ Nick asked. Helena’s hands…
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Iain Kelly 