Maria sat on the bed looking at her hands. "It's not you," the young man said, pacing the small bedroom and trying to ignore the stuffed teddy bears and dolls house. "It's me." "Yes," Maria said quietly and then looked at him. When Maria had first met David he had been the most beautiful man… Continue reading Running just as fast as I can

I was working a hundred and fifty miles from home. It wasn’t ideal. My family were at a bungalow in Wales and I was a teacher in the Midlands. It wasn’t too bad, every Sunday night I would drive across the pass and head into England. From there to my mother-in-laws where I would stay… Continue reading The Pass – a short story.

I had a friend in university. This was back in the 1990's and I was very young and naive. My parents dropped me off and got me sorted. Now looking back I ought not have even gone. I was too young. My age may nave been nineteen but I was mentally much younger. Yet it… Continue reading And then you were gone.

A few years ago my Nan and I were shopping in our local supermarket. Now, when I say supermarket I mean medium to small shop. Living in rural Wales means that what I consider huge and full of choice would have someone from London twitching and wondering how they would cope. Anyway, we were in… Continue reading Overheard conversations