Wasted-Part 2

A searing pain smashed through his neck, and with a jerk of his head Jim was awake. Instantly he saw once again  the immaculately attired man in the corner. He was exactly as he had been,  mute and glaring.  Both eyes darting, Jim’s gaze came in to focus on Bill’s striped, mustard- hued incisors, directly…

Wasted- Part 1

A little after Five am, six things happened simultaneously. Already bolt awake, Jim heard four of them. As something was pushed through his letterbox, his mobile vibrated, the tablet on his desk pinged and his answerphone whirred in to life. Unbeknownst to him a note was also placed under the windscreen of his Volvo at…

Pinpoint

I looked at my dog-eared road atlas today. Battered. Only turned to in lost, driving  desperation. I happened upon a page, with a red dotted line. Felt transported. My fingertips running over names long forgotten. Suddenly recalled in sharp focus.   Every step measured out and walked with you. So long ago. You, a globe…

Early one morning- Part 2

  A pale, angular face appeared as the door opened. The man winced through bloodshot eyes and looked surprised by the clinking sound his feet made as he tried to stand up. A look of dismay bled across his face as he looked down at the empty spirit bottles. The woman smiled. ‘Thirsty were we?…

Early one morning-Part 1.

It looked like a ghost car, covered as it was in a sheen of dew outside and  pearly sheets of condensation within. Silver and sleek, it was more  crashed spaceship than car; entirely at odds with its natural green and brown surroundings. As the sun rose the only sound came from the cliff edge, a mere foot…