Tag: Friday Fictioneers
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IN A ROUNDABOUT WAY
‘We’ve been here before,’ she said. She didn’t just meant the roundabout they were passing for the fifth time. They were hopelessly lost. He promised each time that he would change. This time she needed to take a new direction. She needed to get off this emotional merry-go-round for good. ‘We’ve tried every exit,’ she…
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PROCESSING
He was happy with his handiwork. Sturdy cages, strong padlocks, each capable of holding two people, three if they were small. Business was booming, extra capacity was needed, the good times were rolling. It had been coming for a while. The overthrow was complete, the government was gone. Now they would experience the real life…
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SHUTTERED
In the end, governments didn’t need to ban religion. The numbers attending had dwindled away to almost nothing. It was their arrival that had sparked the crisis of faith. They had laughed at the world and their primitive beliefs. They had shown them the universe beyond the tiny galaxy their Earth inhabited. No God created…
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GOOD INTENTIONS
She lined up the various jars at the sink. She screwed her face up in disgust at some of the labels. His attempt to help was well intentioned, but ill-conceived. She had been living with type-1 diabetes for 20 years. She had patiently explained carb counting and insulin injections to him, as she had had…
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CHAMBERMAID
Typical politician. One night he stayed, left the place a mess. Still, that’s what she was paid for – get the room ready for the next guest. Only the Minimum Wage though. Suppose she should be thankful to him for upping that in the last budget. Useless though, the lot of them. And now, another…
Iain Kelly 