Tag: Friday Fictioneers
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LIFELONG FRIENDS
Bill took Agnes’ arm and steered her to the pavement. ‘One too many prosecco?’ ‘Come on, follow the white lines home,’ Archie called back to them. ‘Remember that time you followed the wrong white line…’ ‘…all the way off the end of the boardwalk.’ Bill and Archie finished off Agnes’ story. Archie took Agnes’ arm.…
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MONTREAL – WHO KNEW?
Who would have thought it? Montreal was the answer to human salvation. Due to its specific geographic location, prevailing winds and ocean currents and distance from any of the active fault lines, Montreal was the one place where the air was still breathable, the climate was habitable and the landscape stable. Peering through the curtains…
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ANOTHER WEEKEND OVER
Frank left the apartment early to head into work. He found Hamish on the front lawn. Hamish was gagged and hooded, strapped in a straight jacket covered in fake blood, locked inside a shopping roll cage with crime scene tape wrapped round it. Frank had left the club early the previous night, leaving Hamish with…
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MUD PIE MOJO
‘Man, all I want is to eat a Mud Pie Mojo at the Cold Stone Creamery on North Marion Street. I’d give my other damn leg just to get back there.’ ‘You’ll get there. Give it time.’ ‘Easy for you to say.’ ‘Never said it would be easy.’ Rachel felt the scar tissue and the…
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MINOR CONCERTO
He scanned the musical notes on the page, hearing the flowing melody in his mind, the various sections of the orchestra taking the lead as his concerto ebbed and flowed, rose and fell, insisted and reserved. Reaching the thunderous crescendo, he took the standing ovation. He glanced at the clock. Five minutes until the client…
Iain Kelly 