Love and Leftover Lasagne

Love and Leftover Lasagne

Ryan stretches wildly, until his bare feet stick out the end of the single bed he’s had since he was six years old. Hid duvet cover barely covers his shins, but his mum is in denial that he’s now reached a height that’s taller than his father.

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Ground Zero

Ground Zero

The sun was beaming in through the coffee shop’s huge floor-to-ceiling windows, rendering the two ceiling fans almost completely useless. The good weather seemed to lift the mood…

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The Day We Met

The Day We Met

Joe woke up with a start to the sound of a day nurse sliding open cheap polyester curtains. He was holding onto his wife’s hand so tightly, like a child terrified to cross the road alone, and was still slumped over in the same plastic chair he was sitting in last night.

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Alison

Alison

He hated waiting like this, being at her beck and call. This wasn’t his life anymore. This realisation should fill him with some kind of relief but his fists remain clenched. How could she still have this much power over him?

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New Year’s Writer’s Block

New Year’s Writer’s Block

It felt like years since she last sat here, gazing out of the window, watching the sparrows build their nests high in the rafters. It was nice to see that they had continued their work whilst the humans slept off hangovers, completely dead to the world.

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