Tag: Friday Fictioneers
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TUCUMCARI
‘A road that goes all the way to Chicago.’ Danny said. ‘Think we’ll ever get that far?’ ‘I doubt it,’ answered Bill, ‘unless we steal a car.’ ‘We’d run out of gas before getting out of New Mexico.’ ‘Guess we’re stuck here then,’ Bill laughed. They sat under the town’s water tower, drinking beer. An occasional…
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HUNTED
At the end of the secure tunnel the gate had been left open. Jess stood at the other end of the tunnel and tried to judge the distance. A hundred metres? She edged forward. Glancing up above the walls at the steel fencing, she sensed she was being watched. A sudden flurry outside – snarling, shrieking…
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BEACHCOMBING
Returning to the porch of his ramshackle beach hut, he looked at the shelves filled with his collection of driftwood, shells, coral and flotsam and jetsam. In the two remaining spaces he placed the latest additions from his morning walk along the sand. The severed foot sat nicely in the smaller space, and he managed to bend…
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POWER CUT
Nobody knows if the power will be restored. It went off with a small click and that was it. No countdown, no explosion, no event. We’d all been warned often enough that oil and gas were running out, that we weren’t investing enough in renewable energy. Now only essential services and the rich have power. There was…
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EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE ALRIGHT
Archie wandered round Dr. Sun Yat Sen’s Classical Chinese Garden. He caught up with Agnes by the lake. ‘Isn’t it wonderful?’ she said. Archie grunted. ‘Shouldn’t we be getting back to the hotel?’ he asked. ‘We’ve plenty of time.’ she replied. ‘It doesn’t seem very Canadian to me.’ ‘It’s ancient Chinese culture.’ ‘It was built…
Iain Kelly 