The secondment

I hadn’t been home for a year, an excruciating long exhausting and fateful year. I had kept in touch, as I promised with Mum and Dad by email, and sent them postcards of San Francisco’s many and varied tourist attractions, a fictional narrative portraying my life in the states as a whirlwind of new adventures and … Continue reading The secondment


All it took was a few lingering looks

“But, I…..miss…..him,” Lizzie’s sobbing had started again. It had been a week since Ben had broken off their engagement and we’d had several days and nights of tears. “I don’t understand why….” She grabbed another tissue and wiped her hot pink face, her tears freefalling. I topped up her glass of wine and then took … Continue reading All it took was a few lingering looks