Lucky Dip

Prospero stopped to wipe the sweat from his brow. It was late September in New York and the wind now had teeth. For most people on the street around him, the cool blast was unwelcome, something to be guarded against and shut out. As the month wore on, coats were steadily replacing jackets and people were…

Sound and Vision

  My legs were shaking as I crouched beside the enormous kapok tree. I regretted not doing more squats. I’d been meaning to do them, but I hadn’t and now I was annoyed at myself for always being pre-occupied with work. I anchored my unsteady legs as best I could in the slippery mud and…

Rocket Man

  On the coach home, Big Dave was relieved when the concrete receded and the familiar tree-lined hills of the Downs reappeared. ‘It’s alright for a day trip, but I wouldn’t like to live there,’ he said, trying to catch a glimpse of his reflection in the passing dark shapes. Big Dave was answering his…

Lost and Found

Until three weeks ago, Bob lived a happy but unremarkable life with his friend, an insurance salesman, named Geoffrey Babbitt. They lived on a quiet road in Ealing where nothing ever happened. But then three weeks ago something did happen: Bob died. From that moment on, Bob’s ‘life’ became much more eventful.   ‘Hey, quiet…

Alphabet Eggs

  Faith didn’t have the answer. She stared at the others, her eyes pleading for someone, anyone to help her. Faith tapped out a staccato rhythm with her biro. No one noticed. She felt marooned on Table Island. The pen slipped from Faith’s fingers onto the table, making a light tap. The gentleness of the…

The Sunflower Seeds

The seeds made a light pat as they fell out of the junk drawer. Sandy sighed as she bent down to retrieve them, her knees clicking as she did so. Sandy hated sunflower seeds; she thought they were too big and flashy. Her sister had sent them, and so she had promised herself she would…

Scarlett’s Aunt

A Visitor To The House   Scarlett Page seemed to glide rather than walk, her feet barely making a sound on the gravel driveway as she stepped from the taxi. Perhaps it was because I was more used to my mother’s quick shuffle, or Mary’s unsteady gait, that Scarlett’s long and graceful strides caught my…

Chocolate Fingers

‘Now listen!’ said Odetta, punching her vowels like they were a lump of dough. ‘I didn’t come to this country for the weather,’ she said, laughing. ‘I came here because I have a gift.’ ‘A gift?’ said Autumn, her pen poised on the notepad. ‘Oh don’t get excited, Mademoiselle!’ Odetta waved away Autumn’s interest with…

Gloria

Patti stumbles into the kitchen for another beer. She squeezes past a tall guy nodding out of time to the music shaking the apartment. Patti eases round the table. A couple are fucking on it. They’re fucking each other in the middle of the kitchen amongst pizza boxes and beer bottles. They’re fucking each other…

Black Jeans

No one could pin down the exact date it had begun. The chubby guy filling up a green Peugeot 206 thought it had started on a Tuesday, two or three weeks back, but he couldn’t be sure. ‘So which is it?’ she asked. ‘Three, nope, maybe four.’ he said, as he stared at her tits….