'If anyone needs me, I'll be in the back garden!' Millie calls over her shoulder as she walks out the door. There's no response. Not that she was expecting one. They're all watching the telly, eyes wide, jaws slack and hanging. Millie reckons they're watching one of those trashy reality shows, like the Bachelor or… Continue reading Where’s the milk?
Charlie walked down the street, eyes upwards, gazing at the light pink blossom on the trees. She crashed into a passer-by. 'Oh gosh, I'm so sorry,' she said as she bent to pick up the papers that had scattered from his grip on impact. 'Quite alright,' he snapped. His voice left Charlie in no doubt… Continue reading Bumping into a stranger
Strumming the guitar, Livvy looked around at her audience. A guy at one of the tables at the front stared in a guileless manner. Livvy sang in a clear voice. She looked around the crowd, not nervous. She did this every week, one day hoping for a big break. The guy lit up a cigarette.… Continue reading A moment ruined
I watched as the little girl, probably only three years old, jumped up and down. 'Yes, Mummy. Please!' she cried to the woman standing beside her. She crouched down to her daughter's level. 'Daisy, lovely manners, my girl.' Daisy's chocolate brown eyes glimmered with happiness. She clapped her hands. I felt conspicuous watching them, but… Continue reading Following Daisy
Simon stared at the girl's nude body. He didn't know her name. He didn't care. He'd first seen her coming out of city building, late. He was across the road at the train station, but his eyes zeroed in on her, like a sniper. Simon waited for the tram to amble past and paced over.… Continue reading In the park