Tag: drabble
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AESTHETICALLY PLEASING
How they had mocked him at Right-Angle Brick Co.: What’s wrong with an old-fashioned rectangle? A deformed brick gave him the inspiration, he had to make order out of its irregularity. And here it was, laid out across the town square, each polygon snugly slotting together (debate still raged about whether they qualified as hexadecagons).…
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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…
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BLACK WIDOW
She had spent the entire afternoon lying in the sun. She had chosen her most provocative bikini, the one that left little to the imagination. Her long, bronze legs shimmered. When she lay on her front she undid the strings of her top and let them fall to the side. She had seen him watching…
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FIRST DAY BACK
Lily knelt down and started picking up the books, trying to block out the laughs and stares. She’d got it all wrong. Sneakers when everyone else had shoes. Short summer dress when everyone else wore leggings and tights. New plain backpack and all the cool girls had satchels. Hair plaited when the season’s look was…
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WHAT ARE LITTLE GIRLS MADE OF?
She saw him through the window as he approached the café. The arrogant strut, the charming smile, the nonchalant wave. She stopped toying with the sugar shaker and placed it back in the rack and clasped her hands together to mask her nervous tension. How had she not seen it in the first place? How…
Iain Kelly 