Short Fiction

  The three of us were in the car. Me in the back, John driving and Harry in the front seat beside him. It had that new car smell mixed with bits...

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That Sort of Lad

Frank You know how it is when you know someone so well? You know their expressions, their habits. It is like you know what they’ll do next before th...

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Frank

Lies   There are different kinds of lies. Some lies are for ourselves, made to save us time and bother and explanations. Others are made to prote...

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Lies