The same eyes, mouth, figure. The same gestures. A small scar missing - I could fix that. She was worth the money to keep me out of jail. They can't convict me of murder if they think she's still alive. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt, hosted by SammiScribbles. This week’s prompt was: . Click on the … Continue reading THE UNCANNY CLONE
He struggled to push the cart through the thick snow and cursed winter, the short days and the long nights. He leaned his ladder against a lamppost and climbed. The gas ignited and a shivering orange glow lit the white scene. White and red. The body lay under a nearby tree. He scared a fox … Continue reading THE LAMPLIGHTER
Can a person be kitsch? He's sweet, but he wears trouser braces with a garish shirt and hat and brightly coloured cords. I give him a chance, but then he invites me back to his and I see the living room... 1970s mustard-orange decor and chintzy lamps, and I'm out. 'I'll be off,' I say. … Continue reading KITSCH
We had our differences. For most couples they would have been irreconcilable, but we always muddled through. It's all about compromise. Sure, his job kept him busy, away from home a lot. Maybe that helped. We weren't living under each other's feet for forty years. Then I found out it wasn't his job that kept … Continue reading IRRECONCILABLE
I don't mean to interfere, but people tell me that I do. Frequently. It's just a habit, I guess. Sometimes it's just taking an interest or offering advice or offering an opinion. Other times I interfere more directly. Like when I saw that guy shouting abuse at his girlfriend in the street. Or when that … Continue reading CONSTRUCTIVE INTERFERENCE
