Short Stories

Mice

Scratching in the wall. Don’t worry, you say. The dog will get it. I look at your elderly companion. I wonder. Perhaps you have over-estimated his abilities? No, you say. He will come through. Except, he doesn’t. He tried. He failed. You never said anything, just turned up the volume. This is a fifty word… Continue reading Mice

Short Stories

Summer

Spring came and is not roaring through our smallholding but whimpering through like a kicked season. For me it is passing with a blur. All I seem to do is write and dig, dig and write. Not that I mind. At this time of year I am waiting for things to germinate, and for stories… Continue reading Summer