Tag: Writing
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HIDDEN

She sneaked away from the rest of the group as they splashed around in the water. ‘Come on, Alice,’ beckoned her friends. It was not often they got the opportunity to enjoy the sunshine by the river. Enthusiasm had got the better of one, then two, and soon all their clothes lay in a pile…
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UNITED IN LOVE

‘Meet me at our favourite spot,’ she wrote two weeks ago. Today was the appointed time. She sat by the river watching the water rushing along, mirroring the tumult in her heart. Here they had first fallen in love, before circumstance and war had torn them apart. She lay on the grass, listening to the…
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FIRST SNOW

Agnes loves Christmas. As soon as they finish forking out a small mountain of sweets to the trick-or-treaters at Halloween, Agnes starts her Christmas build-up. It starts small. A few ‘extra’ items in the supermarket shop: a decoration here; a little snack food there. Then wrapping paper, cards, presents. Before November is out, Archie is…
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THE PICTURE ON THE WALL

Another motel, another room, another picture on the wall. This one a broad wearing suspenders changing the tyre on a car. It wasn’t the worst one I’d seen. Too many pillows on the bed. I picked one up and sat it on my lap, my back sat against the huge cushioned headboard. The bedside lamp…
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ARMY OF SHADOWS

Private Michael Boyd was not cut out for war. Or for a life in the army for that matter. He was too slight in build, too short in stature and too vibrant in spirit. But when war was announced he signed up, caught up in the fervour of patriotism. He had never met a German…