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Sheep’s clothing
“Nothing important,” he said, with an insincere smile. His tone said, “nothing you’d understand.” Frank – who had promised to see me through this ghastly affair, the turncoat – claimed his attention with a question. I turned away, fighting a blush. It didn’t help that I was wearing Suzanne’s cast-off Chanel. In my own clothes […]
As you sow …
Slither. Thump. Sigh. Slither. Scrabble. Thump. A curse the child should not have known. Opening one eye reluctantly, convinced that I had dozed for a decade, at most, I watched her climb the curtain and reach towards the seal. Scrabble. Thump. “You’re awake!” She bounded towards me, eternally optimistic, eternally determined. Eternally nine years old. […]
Cornered
Lions and tigers and bears … oh my. Get a grip, girl. Hunting trophies, that’s all. Moth-eaten fur and stale sawdust. What did you expect in a trophy room, tin-pot carnival prizes? And movement? Just your torch glinting off their glass eyes. Now straight through, armoury, turn – Jehoshaphat! Armour. Just armour. In the armoury, […]
Alex Brightsmith 