The Doctor

Fay falls back into her seat. The door is ajar. She sips from her bottle before looking up her next patient. 'Oh great,' Fay mutters when she sees the name on her computer screen. Mrs Donnellan. She barely needs to bring up Mrs Donnellan's history. A frequent flyer. A lonely time waster who'll suck away…

Bree and Henry

Bree stared out the window. On the road below, she watched as cars sped past, and pedestrians bustled their way about. A taxi pulled into the kerb. The door opened, and Henry stepped out. Bree felt nothing. She watched as he crossed the road, then moved out of her sight. He would be walking through…

A visit with Grandma

Grandma sits in her high-backed upholstered chair. Her eyes are closed; her hands rest lightly on the arms of the chair. I see all of this through the skinny panel window in the door to her room. I knock before entering; her eyes open slowly and she grins when she sees me. 'Come in, Gil.'…

At the local pool

'A what?' I ask. 'Brammer,' she replies. 'Don't you think he's a real brammer?' My friend, Maggie, is always trying to display her superior language skills. 'Never heard it before, so I can't say.' 'A remarkable, attractive person,' Maggie says with a smirk. I can't argue with her. He is quite dishy. As usual, Maggie's…

Marathon

Laura felt great. She was keeping a nice rhythm, her head and body in sync. She was ahead of the pack, too. Oh, she could hear the collective pounding of their feet hitting the road. But she was in front of them and there were perhaps ten or so others in front of her. Not…