Tag: literature
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Y IS FOR YACHT

Sand sprinted as fast as his aching body would carry him along the dock. In the storm he kept losing sight of Moen until the dark was illuminated by a fresh lightning strike and he saw the toiling figure ahead. They ran clear of the hulking whaling ships, now it was private yachts and sailboats…
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X IS FOR X-RAY

The doctor held up the x-ray to the light box for Camilla and Sand to see. He pointed with his pencil as he spoke. ‘You see these areas of darkness here and here.’ Camilla nodded. Sand felt her hand reach over and tightly grab his knee. ‘I’m afraid that means the cancer has spread into…
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W IS FOR WHALE

The night streets were deserted. The residents of Bergen knew better than to go outside when a major storm was blowing in from the Norwegian Sea. Bakke managed to keep the car in sight. Dag Moen’s driving was reckless, hurtling through the streets as the driving rain reduced visibility to almost zero. ‘He’s heading to…
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THE GRAVEYARD AT THE END OF MY STREET

There’s a graveyard at the end of my street. I’ve walked round it since I could walk. I’ve read the tombstones since I could read. Over the years I have written the life stories of the people buried there. There’s one grave that memorialises three generations of one family. The father, son and grandson. They all…
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V IS FOR VEST

‘Why don’t you put the gun down, Detective?’ Dag Moen said. ‘You can see I am not armed.’ He held his hands out, palms up to show he held nothing. Sand looked round the room. There were plenty of sharp, dangerous tools surrounding them, but Moen appeared to be unarmed. He slowly bent down and…