Category: Friday Fictioneers
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THE GIANT’S POCKET WATCH
Leonard woke and rubbed his head. A few too many last night at the annual Spring Harvest festival. He should have steered clear of the cider. He put his hand in his pocket to find his watch missing. He must have dropped it on the way home last night. *** Emily looked at the huge…
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PLAGUE
Angie came running in with her prisoner trapped inside the jar. ‘Look what I got, Mum.’ Mum was too busy scrubbing dust out of the clothes. ‘Look what I caught, Dad.’ Dad was too busy in the barn, shoeing the horse. Angie sat on the stoop. ‘Not one of them is interested.’ She watched the…
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RAIN DELAYS PLAY
Bob tapped in on the 9th green. Level par halfway round. The children packed off to their grandparents, a romantic weekend ahead with Helen and a quiet round of golf while she finished up at work. This was the life. As he teed off on the 10th the sunshine faded. Bob looked up. The clear…
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WAR CRIME
Snowflakes glistened, falling through the electric light. A blanket of innocence covering sin. The same as that night in Kabul. The funeral had been mercifully brief. Another of the unit was gone, only I remained. Still no one suspected me. The Military Court said we were innocent. I knew differently. I still see her pleading…
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FADING STAR
Olivia Hildebrand drained the bottle of beer. She took a long drag on a cigarette and stubbed it out on her expensive Armani dress. She tripped, one of her Gucci heels had broken, and landed on the ground. She looked up at the Hollywood sign looming brightly over her. ‘This is how it ends then.’ She stared at her…
Iain Kelly 