The Prisoner

It was only another day. There was nothing special about it. Mornings happened to Carla, often by surprise. She lay her head down on the pillow at night. Then without any warning, it was morning again. She had dreams, of course. Deep involved dreams that took her to lands and places she had never knownContinue reading “The Prisoner”

When Dreams Turn to Nightmares

The year fell into cold and darkness. The summer had been long and hot. It felt that something had changed as the late spring eased into early summer. Something new had grown between us in the strengthening summer light. But now the darker days were coming. She turned to me, as the nights grew colder.Continue reading “When Dreams Turn to Nightmares”

Do I Know You?

There is always time. It flows on like a river, sometimes trickling along in a drought, barely there, barely moving, like those summer days of childhood that lasted weeks. Other times it is a raging flood, the days pouring past with their hours frothing and writhing against each other as they hurtle past. You neverContinue reading “Do I Know You?”

It’s a Job

Sometimes there are too many alternatives, too many ways to go. Possibilities multiply upon themselves with each potential choice. Sometimes there is no best alternative and it is a choice between the least worst options. Sometimes it happens that the choice offered is really no choice at all. Rella knew all this, and still sheContinue reading “It’s a Job”

Mr Careful

It was back in those olden days where men were men and women sighed, but not often enough in the ways that those men hoped. Still, though, many a man would mount his mighty war steed and after doing that thing with the manual choke so the engine didn’t flood, he’d ride off to doContinue reading “Mr Careful”

Sex Magyck

‘Where do you want it?’ Zena said. ‘What?’ Grent was distracted. This was always an awkward part of the course with his male students, but with a female… a young and very attractive woman, well…. ‘All this stuff, where shall I put it?’ It was only then Grent noticed Zena was holding a box ofContinue reading “Sex Magyck”

I Can’t Remember Her Name

I thought I’d forgotten her. I didn’t think about her for days, not about the way she stretched first thing in the morning as though the day couldn’t start without her. I didn’t think of the way she’d laugh at herself when she did something wrong, or forgot why she’d come into the room. IContinue reading “I Can’t Remember Her Name”

Sometimes Forgetting is Easy

Sometimes forgetting is easy. At least that is what I thought. So easy, we don’t even know we have forgotten. Other times we lie awake at night unable to forget, unable to let go. I started with the simple things, forgetting my wallet or my keys. Forgetting why I’d walked into the room. Birthdays andContinue reading “Sometimes Forgetting is Easy”

Each Hand Holds a Secret

‘Each hand holds a secret,’ I said, holding them both out to her, clasped tight. ‘Which one do you choose?’ Hemma cocked her head to one side as she faced me. ‘Do I have to choose?’ ‘Everybody has to choose, all the time. It is the choices we make that, in turn, make us whoContinue reading “Each Hand Holds a Secret”

She was the Story I Told Myself

‘Tell me a story,’ she said, resting her head on my chest. I looked up at the stars in the sky above us. ‘I’ve told far too many stories already.’ ‘Not to me.’ That was true. I wondered what she would say when I told her that she was the last story I’d told myselfContinue reading “She was the Story I Told Myself”

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