Monthly Archives: May 2017

Coldwater Cottage – 11: The Bedroom

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 There had been two camp beds and nothing else in there when he left. Now there was just a single bare frame on Jack’s side of the room

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Foot in Mouth Disease

Let me introduce you to Ivy. She’s one of the kindest people you’ll ever meet. Never says no to anything. Oh yes, she could speak for herself but, not to put too fine a point on it, it may be

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Coldwater Cottage – 10: The Stairs

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 He followed it with the flashlight and found himself looking at a cuttlefish. It hovered about two meters away, its crown of tentacles aimed at the flashlight, ready to

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Sick Society

Don’t hide your tickets. We need to see them at all times. Don’t bother checking your pockets. You’re not taking the sort of trip you get on by showing a piece of card or waving a magnetic strip. This is

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Coldwater Cottage – 9: The Living Room

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 This was the right time to return to the surface. And explain to Jakki that he hadn’t found the brooch. He could see her face as he told her, a

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Talking about Books

There is nothing more chilling than the silence that falls when you think you’ve just said something clever. Only the other day, I met this girl in the pub. We got chatting and I thought she liked me. I was

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Coldwater Cottage – 8: The Roll

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 Ian kicked his fins and tried to twist his body toward the door he’d come in through. The door itself appeared in the flashlight beam, and he heard as much as

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Haute Couture

Sarah’s reflection in the mirror would have been perfect until Ralph’s frowning face appeared over her bare shoulder. The ends of his moustache drooped with a look of dismay. “This dress is perfect,” she said. “What are you looking so

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Coldwater Cottage – 7: The Door

Previous instalments: 1 2 3 4 5 6 He noticed that the door wasn’t shut as he had first thought, but slightly ajar. Strange, he could have sworn…but he hadn’t looked that closely. He could just swim round in circles

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