Tag: Fiction
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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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SHIMMER ON THE SEA
The sun broke through the clouds. Another day at sea ahead. By tomorrow they would have reached port at Smuggler’s Cove. The Captain had promised shore leave of a week. He planned to spend most of it in the tavern in the centre of town. They each had a few gold crowns to spend, the…
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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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GREENWOOD AVENUE
A final swipe of the cloth across the shining black leather and Dick Rowland leaned back. Another satisfied customer. ‘Can see your face in them, like a mirror.’ ‘Thank you, Dick,’ said Walt, flipping him a shiny cent. Old Bill slipped into the vacated seat. ‘Just need to visit the restroom.’ Dick said. ‘I’m in…
Iain Kelly 