Tag: Writing
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H IS FOR HORSE

The chestnut-coloured mare trotted across the field towards them. Sand and Gabi watched the powerful animal until it reached the fence and the rider dismounted. A stable hand met her and led the horse away. Brit Moen walked across the cobbled yard, removing her hat and gloves. Sand tried to match the sophisticated woman in…
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DAHLIA

Dahlia checked her watch again. Half an hour late. It wasn’t unusual for Bjarne. She had told no one about her older man. He had promised her he had told no one either. If her parents found out she was dating a man in his twenties they wouldn’t understand. Families walked round the Viking ship.…
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G IS FOR GATE

Dahlia Larsen hurried through the gate. Her breath froze in white clouds as she crunched through the snow. She lifted the heavy garbage skip lid and threw the black plastic bags of rubbish inside before heading back. Sorrisniva, the igloo hotel in Alta, in the north of Norway, had closed the previous week as the…
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F IS FOR FLOWER

Gabi drove them to Frogner Park. They arrived at 11.30. The first buds of spring were showing, colours beginning to emerge among the green grass and leaves. Parking the squad car at the entrance they got out and walked hurriedly through the few tourists and city residents enjoying the brisk spring sunshine. Earlier, in Pedersen’s…
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E IS FOR EGG

The following day Sand checked the police computer files to quell his curiosity. Jules Eckberg was denied parole in the autumn of 2008. In the spring of the following year he had been killed in a prison riot. The mugshot of Eckberg, slightly older and thinner, a dead look in his eyes but still the…