Tag: Sunday Photo Fiction
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UNWANTED GIFTS
Why would Santa bring her these, Matilda thought staring at the teddy bears sat next to her in the car. He must know she was six now, already had plenty of cuddly toys, and they were definitely not on the list she had sent him. And why had he delivered them to Granny’s house? When…
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THE WALL
Angelika gave Stefan a lingering kiss and turned away from him. Outside the window the dark night was interrupted by the bright spotlights that lit up the grey wall, the barbed wire fencing and the empty no-mans land that lay between her and the promise of freedom in the West. ‘It’s time,’ Stefan whispered. Angelika…
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WINTER RUN
Gary’s alarm woke him at 7am. Gloria rolled over. He really should get up and go for a run. It was the only morning this week he’d get the chance. As soon as his foot poked out the bed, he felt the chill in the air. No, he could afford to leave it this morning.…
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SOMETHING A LITTLE DIFFERENT
Harry read the specifications. Another Call Centre office block. Thirty years as an architect and he was churning out steel and glass cuboids. He drew a rectangle. He added a main door in the middle of it. He added oblong walls. More uninspired right angles and straight lines. He sighed and stared out his square…
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CLOUDSPOTTING
Freddy ran home as fast as his legs could carry him. Breathless, he crashed through the flimsy door of the shack they lived in. His father looked up. Freddy pointed at his weathered, antique Cloudspotting book. ‘A Cumulonimbus.’ ‘A what?’ ‘I saw one. A pure white one.’ ‘What are you going on about?’ ‘A cloud,…
Iain Kelly 