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Pierre lay down, enjoying the very infrequent sun. He had been having a lovely day meeting old friends, he had a full tummy, he’d drunk quite a lot, and now…

The finger wiped the top of the mirror and looking at the dust on that finger, the person it belonged to tutted under her breath. She washed her hand under…

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From my book Into the Dark AT THE END OF THE WALK ​During the day walkers would park their weary bottoms, slug from water bottles, and then continue up on…

From my book Into the Dark ANGER They’re talking to me again. They’re smiling and grimacing and shattering my feelings again ​ They say things like, ‘we understand.’ ‘we care.’…

From my book Into the Dark THE VISITOR ​ Hearing a noise she froze, listening, alert. She must not be found here. The boy startled her anew as his nose…

From my book Into the Dark DIM THE LIGHTS ​“I am so tired. Tired of fighting people, governments, my own desires and needs that have no place in our world,…

STREET PHOTOGRAPHY ​ I see you looking. Staring across the mall. Will you come over? Will you say hello to me? ​ People often stare at me. I am very…

From my book Into the Dark GOODBYE FOR NOW ​ He placed another bag on top of the growing pile. He had accumulated too much over the years. Made leaving…

Pete was the nicest boy you could ever wish to meet. He had learning difficulties, but if you’d seen him with the children you would have known that he was…

Jock and Andy followed the path. Sentries watched from the trees as the two humans made their way home from their race. Jock kicked leaves as he walked, hands in…

Ignarook. The market place of the world…or so the villagers called it. Its residents were hidden from view by a forest that opened a path or closed one depending on…

The rodeo came through every year. Tamsin would watch, standing on the outskirts, hiding from her father and brothers. She would watch the horses, nostrils flaring, sweat white against their…