GONE IN A MATTER OF MINUTES 1: I SAW RED

In retrospect, I shouldn’t have come to my wife’s work Christmas party. For the last three days I’ve been on the bad end of a gastro bug. I’m only just beginning to get over it. Because of the bug I’ve missed work for two days and I can’t remember the last time that happened. I’m a contract shearer, if you’re interested. Read More …

CUSTODY OF ALICE

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Dave and Rebecca Brown, a couple married twelve years, were an hour and a half into their first tripartite, court ordered counselling session. Dave was only attending due to the strong insistence of his lawyer. Post nuptial agreements were a relatively new phenomenon in the legal system and Dave’s lawyer wanted every ‘i’ dotted and ‘t’ crossed. The previous ninety minutes had been dominated by talk between the counsellor and Rebecca, with Dave sitting, tight lipped, notebook and pen in hand. Periodically, he scribbled something on the pad. Read More …

CURIOSITY KILLED THE CATH

IF YOU KNOW how to, all the technology available to the average Josie in the twenty-first century makes private investigators and high-priced surveillance equipment somewhat redundant, especially if your husband, like mine, still lives in the twentieth. Read More …