Tag: Short Story
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A HELPING HAND
‘Five miles. Average pace ten minutes and thirty seconds per mile. Total duration fifty-two minutes and thirty-five seconds. Last mile duration eleven minutes.’ Paul fumbled with his smartphone and found the ‘stop’ button on his running app. ‘Run complete. Congratulations,’ the calming American female voice told him. He sat down on the low wall of…
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HAPPY THOUGHTS
She stood contemplating the display of strange ornaments. The yellow one would have the most impact, but was too heavy for her to wield. The ornate one was too flimsy. The stumpy one too short. The blue one seemed perfect, but she noticed a crack around the trunk. She settled on the red one –…
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FRIGHT NIGHT
‘You want to go through the woods? Are you nuts?’ ‘You think because it’s Halloween something bad will happen?’ Sam laughed and walked ahead. Amy followed his torchlight. Clouds drifted across the sky blocking out the moonlight. ‘You never saw the Blair Witch Project?’ she shouted after Sam. ‘I did,’ he called back. ‘Terrible movie.’…
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GOOD AND BAD DO EXIST
Good and bad do exist, but rarely are they black and white. The man was guilty of murder. Samson had no qualms about arresting him – the law was the law – but was he a bad man? He had reacted the way most fathers would. An abused child is a bad thing. One less…
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DRESSING UP
She should love it: the one night of the year she could really be herself. She could wear the full uniform with pride. The black pointy hat, the black corset and flowing skirt, the striped stockings and uncomfortable clogs. She could take the old broomstick, consigned to the indignity of sweeping floors for the rest…
Iain Kelly 