“This sickening happens at around the time the girl is due to buy her next packet…” Today’s #StorySunday is “Bind” by Ruth Geldard.
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Bartleby and Marty launch a couch company.
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“One of your car parks now has a seemingly unending hole in it.” Today’s #TuesdayTales piece is “Worms” by Calla Nell Preece.
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“Dhimitraq’s late arrival aroused interest”. Today’s #StorySunday takes us to 1940s communist Albania, during the collectivisation period.
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Daniel was the first of us to spend the night alone in there.” Today’s unsettling #TuesdayTale is Nicola Varley’s “The Bone Room”.
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When wisecracking mini-Jesus turns up in a Mason jar, and holds his own.
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After Attracta died she never gave it back.
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I’ve been out of The Scrubs for a few days and I want to burrow like a mole.
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I had spent two decades in desserts.
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I knew something important was happening because a taxi pulled up and Mum told me to come downstairs.” In today’s #StorySunday, a young woman navigates her life on a council ...
What happens when a party goes wrong?
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Music is a strange and sad language, she was thinking as the bus hissed to attention at her stop.
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She worries. God knows why.
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Oh, reticent consumer, presumer of endless parades of dead-soul days. Crash the doors, explore the twin shelves
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If I could be somewhere else – where?
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It makes him feel the same as on the day it happened, but he never cries.
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I see in each ruby a trapped woman in the confines of her man’s world.
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She was still pretending to sleep when the driver turned off the road.
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I waited at the top of his street. Two young boys were racing in go-karts. Every time they zoomed past the bottom lamppost, they hopped out and started up the ...
With fork and knife, thus armed he watched as she began to peel back the skin of the plaice with a delicate precision until its white flesh glistened, perfectly pearlescent, ...