CANADIAN ROCKIES RETIREMENT HOME

'You don't think the mountain range is enough to keep them out?' 'Nope,' Frank spat as he knocked in the last fence post. 'But if they manage to get over that,' Giles pointed to the tall peaks in the distance, 'then this fence isn't going to stop them.' Frank threw down the hammer and looked … Continue reading CANADIAN ROCKIES RETIREMENT HOME

HOME ALONE 13: HOLIDAY IN THE HACIENDA

Being abandoned by his family every Christmas as a child had set off the downward spiral. Thirty years later, he had finally hit rock bottom. Cassandra lay naked on the bed, her skin blotchy and bruised, the needle still hanging out her arm. He shelled out the notes from his wallet and left them on … Continue reading HOME ALONE 13: HOLIDAY IN THE HACIENDA

BYSTANDERS IN A BORDER TOWN

Mamá Renata lifted the washing basket and hobbled down the stairs. She looked out onto the cobbled street. Javi was there, running around with the other niños in the dusty sunshine. Señor Augusto swept his step. A Moorish Gecko skittered down a shaded wall and across the street. 'Javi, diez minutos,' Mamá Renata called. Her grandson waved. An … Continue reading BYSTANDERS IN A BORDER TOWN

M IS FOR METLIKA on the SLOVENIAN-CROATIAN BORDER

A STORY OF MENDING THE PAST IN METLIKA, on the SLOVENIA-CROATIA BORDER ‘It’s difficult for you to understand, child.’ Mia looked up at her grandfather, his rheumy eyes were moist with restrained tears. He managed a sad smile, ‘It’s difficult for me to understand. My whole life I belonged to one great country.’ His voice … Continue reading M IS FOR METLIKA on the SLOVENIAN-CROATIAN BORDER