Category: Friday Fictioneers
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A COG IN THE MACHINE
Back to work after the holiday then, thought Michael, heading down the stairs to the basement and pulling on his overalls. It had been nice seeing family and friends, enjoying a few social nights out and joining in the festivities. Now to carry on with the everyday grind. There was a backlog after a fortnight…
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GRADUATION PARTY
Balloons hung on the streetlight outside the Patriots Diner. Neon shone in the grey dusk. Warm lights inside glowed. Sam stood behind the counter. A police car sped past, followed by an ambulance. He had stayed open in case he could be of any use. There would be no celebration tonight. ‘The police are now confirming…
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CHRISTMAS DINNER
Bill forked the last of the fresh hay into the feeder. He patted the damp horses and headed back to the house through the thick falling snow. As he stomped his feet at the door, Maude hung up the ‘phone. ‘That was Jessie. Their flight has been cancelled. They won’t be able to get here until Boxing Day…
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REHABITATION
George Washington stood at the bow of the liner as the port came into view. He was aware of the cameras and people around him, the helicopters above, the military ships alongside. He thought about his parents. This was their homeland. They had left before he was born, as part of the evacuation. They had…
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PEACE AT LAST
Agnes lay awake staring at the roof of the tent. She gave Archie a nudge. ‘What now?’ he grumbled. ‘Don’t you hear that?’ ‘I didn’t hear anything.’ Archie rolled over. ‘This wasn’t what I had in mind when you said you had a surprise planned.’ A strange howl sounded in the distance. ‘Was that a…
Iain Kelly 