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The Mortcrater Party
Melissa woke up confused on more than one level. Confused because she had no idea where she was and confused because she had no recent memories. She tried opening her eyes but quickly closed them again. The bright lights hurt. That is why it was her nose that solved the first riddle. It gave her the unmistakable smell of ‘hospital’. That solved one problem although it didn’t allay her confusion. Read More …
How High a Price – A Sequel
Sue walked into the room and sat down across the table from Jennifer who slid a cup of coffee across to her. In a voice slightly raised above the hubbub in the room Jen says. Read More …
Frustration
“So, why did you fuck your boss?” Read More …
Means, Motive, Opportunity.
From my seat in the dock I looked around the courtroom as the furore continued. After my shock began to dissipate, I realised with dread that the next 6-8 years of my life were going to be hell. Read More …
Double Betrayal
My Dearest David
There is no easy way of telling you this but I have left you. Read More …
With a Bang and a Flash
OUR FRIENDS IN blue turned up at the garage I owned in the form of two officers in a patrol car. Read More …
Paranoia
LISA MALLOW SAT at a table in the back corner of the coffee shop gazing lovingly at her boyfriend Frank Morecomb. Read More …
Death Sentence
Join the army. Travel the world. Meet lots of interesting people, then kill them. Read More …
ONSLAUGHT
THAT SUNDAY AFTERNOON I drove home after a typical summer’s day. I slept in that morning, went to church, then golfed with the guys. It has been like that every Sunday for the last year since the second of our kids left home. Our eldest Laura, was now twenty. She moved to a nursing school out of town two years ago. Our baby Josh followed to college last year. Read More …
GRIM REALITY
I SAT IN OUR study at home and realised I had a problem. Where was that damned bit of paper? I had been sitting right here last Tuesday night finishing the list that had taken me several months. So where the fuck was it now? A second clearing of the desk, looking in the drawers, looking behind and under the desk revealed nothing. Ah, revelation, check the bin……………. empty. I thought back to Tuesday. I’m sure it wasn’t empty then. Friday was my wife’s housework day. Sorry, Dave, old son, but you’re going to have to scrounge through the recycle trash bin. Read More …