Tag: agnes and archie
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INTERVENTION
Moonlight glinted off her pale body. The time for sacrifice was upon them. She squirmed and pulled against the ropes that bound her wrists and ankles. A chant was intoned around her by the hooded wraith-like figures, gradually increasing in volume and intensity. The leader of the group, marked by his impressive horned headpiece stepped…
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CLOUD SPOTTING
Agnes held the cloud spotting book up to the sky. ‘Cumulonimbus, I’m sure of it. What do you think?’ ‘I see a dragon breathing fire.’ ‘Very good, but I’m trying to spot the actual types of clouds. 10 points for a Cumulonimbus, quite a common one.’ Archie sighed. This was not the Hawaii vacation he…
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A CHANGE OF SCENERY
‘Are we there yet?’ Archie asked. He was feeling claustrophobic in the hermetically-sealed caravan. Agnes peered out the kitchen window as the countryside whizzed by along the autoroute, ‘Not yet, just passed Paris.’ ‘Maybe we should have picked somewhere closer than the Mediterranean?’ ‘You wanted warm sunshine and the beach.’ Agnes brought the coffee over…
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THE BRIDE’S PARENTS
Agnes was getting all the sympathy. Each friend that popped round to see her with flowers and fruit and chocolates gave Archie the same look – a shake of the head, a sigh and raised eyebrows. True, Agnes had her ankle strapped up and needed crutches to get around (although Archie was sure she was…
Iain Kelly 