~ NYC MIDNIGHT SHORT STORY CHALLENGE ~ “How are the ‘twins’ doing, Jean?” Valerie asked her best friend, who had draped herself over the deckchair beside her. Valerie savoured the last sip of her (third) margarita as she watched a seagull drift across the cloudless sky, wings bobbing against the sea breeze like a marionette…
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~ THAT TIME I BURNT DOWN THE TOILET ~ One of my earliest childhood memories is burning down my parents’ toilet. I was four years old. It was the early nineties. A time when carpet in the bathroom had well and truly passed its moment ‘in vogue’ but just before it was considered a health…
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~ ‘NYC MIDNIGHT’ SHORT STORY CHALLENGE ~ . Stifling darkness surrounds him. Its sheer volume is oppressive. Pitch blackness bears down on his chest until he feels he can scarcely breathe. A dull drone fills the void, the sound of unmolested silence. He is dripping in cold sweat, beads slicing down his skin like fine…
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