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Roma Amor
They are tourists. Of a kind with money. How do I know? Wait…
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Intimate Ceremony
The wooden handle, curved like a fish hook, is burnished with the nervous sweat of many girls. It is the last thing I will touch as a child.
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Running with Dogs
I can take the bug bites, I can take anything but the return of the dog that ran away.
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Try Tomorrow
Wait for dark to fall. Sneak out of the camp and find our way to shore.
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You’re My Whole Life
Shaw glanced over. There was nothing dead-looking about him; he was opaque, with no unearthly glow or pallor, and there was a blemish forming at his temple.
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Litro #151: Adrenaline – Playing Games
“Follow me,” I said. “I know a good spot.” I knew as I was saying the words that I shouldn’t be saying them. With its heavy thumps my heart tried ...
Chinese Beach Club
My impulse is to yell; to run down the beach towards them in a war-like charge with my fists clenched above my head. Instead, I stroll down the slopey sand, ...
The Slide
My left eye was sliding down the side of my face, drooping like an almond in a half-melted candy bar.
First, I reminded myself not to scream.
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You Only Live Once. All Day, Every Day, Seven Days a Week
Barnabas is, of course, many things: hardworking, proactive, physically immortal, a team player. But he isn’t lucky. He wouldn’t get away with putting that on his CV.
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A Kind Of Ur-Text
When my father died his coffin was surrounded with daisies. I bent down to kiss him on the cheek and a bee stung my nose.” I remembered the infinity of ...
Litro #150: Britishness: Make Me British
Aylan let the paper fall from his hands and closed his eyes. He was wrong, after all, they had decided he had not suffered enough. They would not make him ...
A Hundred Yeses and a No
The morning of her wedding arrived in a storm of heavy rain. Good! It was perverse and disloyal to think like that, though it wasn’t as if he could actually ...
Call of Duty
I mean on the day England played Argentina in Mexico, Ed was picked to be an Argentinean. He refused, saying his dad had fought in the Falklands. But we all ...
Sardinia, 92
Paolo moored the boat a few hundred yards from the shore. There was not a soul in sight. Stripping off their clothes, Paolo and Julie leapt from the deck into ...
True Love in Los Angeles
Nick and Ashley stood in the kitchen of their hacienda in Brentwood. Ashley leaned over and took off her shoes. Nick loosened his tie and looked down the front of ...
A Mouldy Proposal
The 137 bus took, on average, 37 minutes to get from Clapham Common North Side to Sloane Square. He saw her every morning and most evenings, which meant he got ...
Learning When Not To Care
The trauma was beginning to subside. Two weeks earlier I lived in the middle of 150 acres of mixed hardwoods. But the pursuit of a respectable – or at least ...
The Greatest of These: Part One
Even my father looked up from his newspaper. ‘It might melt,’ he said. ‘It could be gone by lunchtime.’
‘The sky’s full of it, Derek.’ My mother pointed, to show ...
Journey to Youth
Ned boarded the Yosemite Valley shuttle and gazed out the window. He admired the oranges and purples of the early morning sky that ...
The Meeting
The Master ticked with the precision of the clock at every victory, his muscles twitching and his fingers pounding the chessmen on the squares. The Cardinal sat immovable, with his ...