On the freshest morning of spring Meghan Thomas pirouetted to the front door, picked up the letter and opened it. ‘Dear Sir, Antheus College is pleased to …’ She was in. With the shadow of the Great Depression finally starting …
Author: vanishingpirates
April’s Fool
Beachhead Bar 8:00pm. Be ready to talk business. Harry’d said he wanted to settle things. Now some fool reckoned he’d got an edge. Harry burned the note. 7:45 pm: Harry enters the Beachhead. Sits in a corner. Doesn’t order a …
Monday the Thirteenth
Friday the thirteenth can be very inconvenient but when it falls on a Monday it can be positively annoying. One Monday such as this with the stars of misfortune perfectly aligned a disembodied head, during a teleconference with Head Office, …
Saturday Morning
Solitary rower heading back from market. It’s Saturday. Nowhere to be. Light strain on the oar – feeling the grain of the wood. Drawing in the air on the sea. Riding the tide, heartbeat of the ocean. Steady homeward with …
First Day of Retirement
Oh quiet morning! At last the last week! Now it’s official. I am an antique. No meetings today, no calls to make, no shifting the shiftless, no mindless earache. Today’s plan now I’m thrown out as scrap: Enjoy a good …
Friends
Remember long ago we ran along the beach? The water was so very cold. You found a starfish. I found a crab. We tried to divine all the secrets they hold. We vowed to stay friends no matter what may …
