The Affair?: A Short Story

The Affair?: A Short Story

She sat at table beside the window that overlooked the lake. Mountains, in shades of blue, rose up in the distance, a thin sheath of fog wending slowly to the left, providing glimpses of the mountain tops. Her cup of coffee, not instant nor espresso, rather the sort that comes…

Competition: Escape to The Love Cave

I’ve recently been contemplating the idea of running away and living in a cave for a week or thirty seven. I think it would be lovely and quiet, and relaxing. Every now and again I even think about allowing my beloved to join me. Not always, but sometimes. And I…

The Process of Moving and Emasculation

The house mostly thoroughly – by which I mean, the agent/landlord had organised someone to come and do the cleaning they told us had already been done, but only organised them to thoroughly clean some areas, not all – done, we started to move a couple of boxes in on…