Bassline

The car inched forward as rush hour traffic crawled across the junction. A faint rhythm sailed over from the barbershop and Damien picked it up, tapping on the door while he surveyed the street. “So what about Keisha, man? What’s going on?” asked Jerome. Damien leaned back in the seat and put on a grin. […]

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Two birds

Kevin glanced out of the window as a magpie landed in the neighbour’s garden. He quickly turned away, but the fear had already set in and he dragged himself back to the window. The bird was pecking at the ground, trying its luck in the cracks between the patio stones. Kevin pressed his face against […]

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Not in this Family 

Gayle held the pot to her abdomen as she stood in the middle of the front garden. “How about here, Sophie? What do you think?” Sophie contorted her mouth and looked down at the gravel space that was plugged with tufts of grass. Then she shrugged. “Okay.” “I think this is a good spot,” added Gayle. […]

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Beneath a concrete sky

“Maybe we should call the police.” Steve shuffled down the steep incline, heart pumping while a river churned black below. “I just want to see.” He reached the gravel bank and looked carefully about. Up ahead, the canal swerved between graffiti covered columns, meeting with a shaft of sunlight that found its way beneath the […]

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Why

    “Why?” screams Charlie. “Why?” His little voice wavers into falsetto tones as he swings his bag against a parked car. “Because I already bought you one, now come on!” She senses eyes on her, but they’re nothing new, like a lifetime of mosquitoes. Charlie’s wailing seems to take the capacity out of his legs, so […]

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Picking up a trail

Jack sniffed the dirt. Someone had been here. There were traces of urine, possibly excrement too. He went to investigate further, but something was holding him back. Damn lead was always pulling Jack off the case.

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