Karen’s Ambush
I sat at the table, intermittently looking at my watch and the notes of my prepared speech in front of me. By now it was purely habit. I knew the words I wanted to use by heart and had done for some weeks. Read More …
Tag: Justice
The Gamble
My wife and I married relatively late in life. I was 29 and she was 32. That was six years ago. Read More …
Absolutely F&%$ing Nothing
I was home alone and feeling sorry for myself, taking my enforced idleness pretty badly. Read More …
Talk of Betrayal
Dave Brown sat in his formal lounge room, in his recliner. Facing his chair was an empty couch. Between his chair and the couch was a coffee table with three champagne flutes on it, one full, two empty. Read More …
Influenced
Of all the rotten luck. Or was it an act of fate? Read More …
Donna Goes to Coventry
If you had asked me yesterday if I had a happy marriage, I would have said yes with a huge smile. Fuck, if you’d asked me at breakfast today, I’d have said the same. I pinched myself every day when I came home to prove I wasn’t living a dream. I took a quick inventory. Job, one of, fun and rewarding, check. House, one of, big and fully paid off, check. Bank account, one of, pleasantly big and growing steadily, check. Wife, one of, attractive, loyal, reciprocates devotion, check. Kids, two of, boy and girl, 15 and 14 respectively, check. Life just couldn’t get better. Read More …
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 …