Tag: festive
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HERE’S LOOKIN’ AT YOU, KID
‘We’ve checked everywhere, Sam, it ain’t here,’ said Ruth. I dropped the sledgehammer. ‘Alright Gutman, where is it?’ ‘I told you. Ask Cairo. He knows, not me.’ ‘Cairo’s dead. So’s Archer. You’re responsible. Now cough up the statue.’ ‘Poor Mr. Spade. You’re nothing but a clueless gumshoe.’ ‘The Falcon, where is it?’ I aimed the…
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CHRISTMAS IN SASKATCHEWAN
Heavy snow from the north was sweeping in, the wind was scooping it up and swirling it into a blizzard. He reached the door and was blown inside, a flurry of white accompanying him indoors. The heat thawed him. He shook off his heavy jacket and slipped out of his boots. He put the extra…
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A LITTLE FESTIVE EXCESS
‘Room for one more?’ Hank slurred cheerily, lifting his wide posterior into the small bus. He crammed into a seat. The driver jumped out into the traffic, angry horns blared. Kaleidoscopic lights blurred. Sudden stops. Chaotic traffic. Sweat and body odour. He felt the beer sloshing around in his stomach. A little excess again, but…
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IT CAME FROM AFAR
The mass rolled towards them from afar. She came from the snow-peaked mountains, tumbling over the hills, obscuring the clear blue sky. ‘How long?’ ‘A day, at most.’ ‘We should go.’ ‘She will find us. There is no point in running.’ The darkness would one day cover the whole world. The light would be blocked…
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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…
Iain Kelly 