Category: Short Story
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EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE ALRIGHT
Archie wandered round Dr. Sun Yat Sen’s Classical Chinese Garden. He caught up with Agnes by the lake. ‘Isn’t it wonderful?’ she said. Archie grunted. ‘Shouldn’t we be getting back to the hotel?’ he asked. ‘We’ve plenty of time.’ she replied. ‘It doesn’t seem very Canadian to me.’ ‘It’s ancient Chinese culture.’ ‘It was built…
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GLASGOW
I sit and watch the murky waters of the River Clyde slide by, polluted and dark. The wind whistles down the river under the Kingston Bridge, the traffic overhead relentlessly gridlocked. A runner passes by along the new walkway, struggling against the strong breeze. Across the water another monstrosity of 1960’s architecture is being torn down.…
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CRYONICS
The Director of the Institute walked Peter along an endless sterile corridor. ‘So, Mr. Franks, when you choose your time to arrive here, you’ll get a secure shuttered unit assigned to you.’ The Director informed him. ‘So behind each of these shutters…?’ Peter tailed off. The Director smiled. ‘Yes, behind each of these doors there…
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DAFFODILS IN AUTUMN
Detective Anders Strand stood on the edge of the lake in Frogner Park. There was a chill in the air, but for a November morning it was mild weather for Oslo. He remembered the old days when this time of year saw the start of winter and below freezing temperatures. Now he looked at the daffodils…
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CHANDELIER
‘Ta-da!’ announced Agnes, throwing her arms open wide, ‘what do you think?’ Archie stared at the array of lights hanging vertically from the ceiling, above the grand staircase. ‘What the…?’ he stared open-mouthed. ‘Isn’t it marvellous?’ gushed Agnes, oblivious to Archie’s response. ‘It’s…it’s…very big.’ ‘Over a thousand individual lights.’ ‘Well, if it’s what you want.’…
Iain Kelly 