Tag: creative writing
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CLASS SOCIETY
‘Why do you do it, mother?’ Jennie asked, as her mother tucked her into bed and prepared to return to her guests. ‘Do what, darling?’ ‘The singing.’ ‘What’s wrong with my singing?’ Jennie thought back to the after dinner entertainment. Father sat at the piano, Jennie next to him to turn his pages, and Mother…
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MOTHER’S DAY
Mum stopped on the wooden causeway. The wind swept the water over the sides, lapping at our feet. Through the grey mist, a man stood. He wore a grey fedora and trench coat. Mum put her arms round my shoulders as he approached. ‘You shouldn’t have taken the kid. He might have let you go,…
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WINSTON IN PARADISE
Winston waved off the liner as the huge ship was towed away from the harbour. He saw the Havillands and the Haliburtons waving back as he pocketed their money in his shirt pocket. Didn’t he feel like a slave ferrying the rich tourists round the island in his car, taking them out fishing in his…
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THE ENTERTAINER
The press and public were behind the fence that circled the property, far enough away to prevent them seeing inside the old house. Horowitz looked out at the growing crowd. News had spread fast. He had got the call as he was about to end his shift. A dead body, suicide. He recognised the address. Now he looked at…
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JUDE
The last note faded on the strings. The gathered handful of listeners gave polite applause. One guy flipped a coin into my bag. People bustled past on their commutes. As I was about to begin my next song I saw her. She was exiting the train station in a hurry as usual. For the last three months I…
Iain Kelly 