NOSTALGIA

'Closed'. The sign hung on the entrance to Rock 'n' Rogers 50's Diner. 'What will you do now?' asked Rock. Rogers shrugged, 'Head further south, try again.' 'Still think it'll work, huh?' 'Sure do. People love nostalgia.' 'Sure, for certain things, maybe they don't want to be reminded about everything.' 'It was a simpler time, … Continue reading NOSTALGIA

PICTURE POSTCARD

He lumbered down the narrow staircase. Breath heavy, legs aching. His broad flanks brushed either side of the narrow, twisting spiral staircase. This was not why he had come to Belgium. Finally, he reached the bottom of the Belfort. Dolores and Brad were waiting patiently. 'Okay,' he managed a cheerful smile, wiping the sweat from … Continue reading PICTURE POSTCARD

NOSTALGIA CAFE

'What's that?' Jessie pointed outside at the stars and stripes fluttering on the flagpole. 'That used to mean something.' 'I like the colours, it's pretty.' 'It sure was. Ready for your food?' 'I can't wait to try it. You used to eat these 'hot dogs' all the time, Gramps?' 'And burgers, chips, pizza.' 'This food … Continue reading NOSTALGIA CAFE

A FINAL FAREWELL

Sweep, sweep. I watch the worker brush the final bits of debris into the pile of rubble. The abandoned café had been the perfect spot. That's why I'd used it. The area was a wasteland of crumbling warehouses, forsaken ghettos and no witnesses. Then the Port Authority announced their plans for waterfront renewal. Millions of … Continue reading A FINAL FAREWELL