Tag: shoes
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IN A MANILA MARKET
All kinds of strap shoes hang in rows. Black, red, white, tan. Thoughts coalesce. Her shoes on the bedroom closet. Shoes for every occasion. Imelda Marcos-scale collection. He burned them all. The clothes too. The closet, the bedroom, the house. All up in flames. It had to look real. They found the charred remains. They…
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THE SIMPLE THINGS
‘A shoe shop?’ She was incredulous. ‘They had to actually go out to find shoes that fitted, try them on and buy them?’ ‘Yes. Some women adored doing it, had collections of hundreds of pairs. The same with clothes, bags, jewellery.’ ‘I do like the red shoes she is wearing,’ my daughter mused. ‘Can I…
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NEW BOOTS
Seeing him sitting by the road she felt she had to do something. His boots were gaffer-taped around the toes. A few doors along was a shoe shop. He smiled and followed her. The staff in the store were her only hope now, the only witnesses to have seen them. Would he like a hot meal…
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A WALK IN THE COUNTRY
‘I told you not to step off the path.’ Agnes stormed away and left Archie standing in his socks on the wooden walkway. Archie cursed and knelt down. He felt the warm, moist mud squelch around his hand, then his lower arm and passed his elbow. He moved his hand from side-to-side. Somewhere in there…