Tag: Friday Fictioneers
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50/50
Todd cursed himself. He inched out further. The frame and glass creaked. He froze. He peered down, trying to make out the room below. It definitely wasn’t Lacey’s bedroom. She had told him the skylight on the left. Only now did he realise he didn’t know if that was left as he faced the house,…
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THE CONTRACT
Sitting in the cafe with a view of the Houses of Parliament, he double-checked the decoded message. A simple cipher using ‘The Ambassadors’ by Henry James – the numbers referred to the pages of the book, the first letter of the third line on each page combined to give the location. He had it right.…
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THE HOUSEPLANT
I can’t say I don’t deserve it, after everything I put her through, but death seems harsh. I don’t even like the thing. I only stuck it on the bookcase because she was coming round. She insisted I keep it. She had bought it for me after all, on our first anniversary. And I thought…
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WRATH UNBOWED
The dust swirled round the field. The earth had given them nothing in return for all their hard work again. Aggie stood on the porch. No sign of Al returning, the urge took him every few weeks. She knew he would be home eventually. They were all that was left, the last remaining links of…
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FRESHLY CAUGHT SEAFOOD
‘The Great White was a man-eater, terrorising a small beach town. Three days at sea before I found her. Dragged my boat for fifty miles.’ ‘Now the Orca. He was a tough old bastard. Almost took my boat. Did take half my leg,’ the old man tapped his wooden stump. ‘After him I decided to…
Iain Kelly 