Tag: Writing
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WEDNESDAY MORNING

‘What the hell am I going to do with all this?’ Larry moaned. They looked at the warehouse full of box after box after box of useless merchandise. ‘Put it in storage?’ Bob suggested. The wind picked up and a scattering of bright read t-shirts blew from an open box and took off across the…
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DOUBLE JEOPARDY

Tap, tap, tap. The soft knocking on the door. Laurie pulled herself up from the sofa and glanced in the mirror. What a mess. She had let herself go during lockdown, not that she had made much effort beforehand. She took another swig from the vodka bottle and tried to flatten her hair. She adjusted…
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ALLEVIATE 2020

They needed something to alleviate the boredom. The dark nights were creeping in, the weather was turning towards wintery and the numbers were rising again. Christmas was all they had to look forward to, and it looked like it would be cancelled. They had the same thought at the same moment. ‘Can we?’ ‘Should we?’…
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WHAT ARE LITTLE GIRLS MADE OF?

She saw him through the window as he approached the café. The arrogant strut, the charming smile, the nonchalant wave. She stopped toying with the sugar shaker and placed it back in the rack and clasped her hands together to mask her nervous tension. How had she not seen it in the first place? How…
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TIME

Too old. Her back was killing her. She straightened up and stretched. This would be the last year. Next summer she would need to get some help in, or let the garden grow wild. Maybe that was the answer. Time to give up trying to control everything. Time to just go with whatever will be,…