A Beginning…
Amy wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and flushed the toilet quickly before her mother asked questions.
Stories & Poems - page 8
I gave some old stories a little love and polish. Find them here. They are my personal favourites.
The Sentinel
My name is Gracie and I am the Sentinel.
What Am I?
We’re twins, you and I.
One Last Letter
Ricky checked his mailbox everyday at just before noon, rain or shine.
Resolve
“Happy New Year!
Barbecue
Okay, Nicholas.
Whoops
Special ornament
Gramp’s Grace
I’m not a religious man, but sitting at head of the table where my grandfather would have normally sit, I looked around to my rarely-assembled family, all ea...
Backroom Elves
“Blinky, put that wrench down and get over here.
Newly Freed
thin glaze on puddles
The Last Voyage of the Nancy
Young Mary laced my bodice tight and helped me into my skirts.
The Bonded
Not every Fayre could be trusted.