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Nelly and Paul

It strikes Nelly anew that trust is built over minutes, hours, years. Decades even, if you get that far. She sips her chamomile tea; its calming aroma does its job. She sighs, and dries her eyes. When Paul came home last night, she knew immediately that something was amiss. 'You right?' she asked, looking up… Continue reading Nelly and Paul

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The beginning of the end

Losing water was the first sign. Initially Mara thought she'd forgotten to pay the bill. She went to make a call and found the phone lines were down, too. 'Brad?' she called. 'Are we up to date with the bills?' Rustling from the back garden was the only response. 'Brad!' This time she yelled. 'Huh?'… Continue reading The beginning of the end

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Crossing the bridge

'I'm afraid,' I say. Fear shivers through my body. My eyes are squeezed shut. It's no good, I know what lies beneath. I feel Mike's hands take my own. 'God you're shaking,' he whispers. 'I've got you, babe. Edge towards me.' I can't move. My feet are blocks of wood. 'Mike.' Tears spill onto my… Continue reading Crossing the bridge

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A Tough Crowd

Lucy's opening gambit was meant to inject a feeling of camaraderie in the audience, to generate a few laughs. Instead, silence. Blank stares. She could hear a pin drop. She cleared her throat. 'Jeez, tough crowd today.' She glanced around, hoping to find a pair of kind eyes gazing back at her. Heads were lowered;… Continue reading A Tough Crowd

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Leaving home

The contents of the bucket slosh inside as Bernice swallows back her own vomit. This is not how she imagined her life would turn out. When she was younger, she imagined a life of travel and fame. She was destined for greatness. Everybody said that. Well, Gran and Pop, and a few others. Maybe it… Continue reading Leaving home