The lady who lives in Porta Mare

No one has ever seen the lady who lives in Porta Mare step outside the gates. She isn’t even old, early thirties if that. If you’re lucky you can catch a glimpse of her pruning the roses in a silk skirt and wide-brimmed black hat, or else standing on the third-floor balcony watching the waves. […]

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Bug Hotel

Charlotte looked up at the towering hotel. Broken pots and dead leaves would make the perfect home for her babies. There’d be food too, an abundance of food, insects a plenty to nourish her young. She couldn’t let her babies leave, spread in all directions across the land, blown in the breeze to pastures new. […]

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Great Escape

Mary-Jane placed her small bag of belongings in the little rowing boat that rocked on the lapping water at the edge of the jetty. She had brought her favourite things; her fluffball-topped pen, her unicorn notepad, and the jewellery box with the dancing ballerina. She only had to make it to the island. One and […]

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Trick or Treat

It was supposed to be a joke. But the wailing sirens and flashing blue lights told a different story as the ambulance and police car crammed into the tiny cul-de-sac. Young Teddy Hamilton stood over the lifeless body of Mrs Fenwick, unsure whether to run or try pummelling her chest again. As the policeman approached, […]

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Half Done

You insist on doing the button of your polo shirt yourself. It takes long seconds and I am impatient. Come on, I have to get to work. Wait, Mummy, wait. I bundle you out the door, the button half done. A quick kiss at the school gates. Mummy loves you. The train station is heaving […]

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Preppers

‘People are gonna want what we have. It’s inevitable. Look at this here water, no one else will have a supply of clean water like this.’ The water looks dirty to me, but Grandpa keeps digging, huffing and puffing. ‘But Johnny Peters whispered the word “prepper” to Maggie Griggs and I didn’t like that. I […]

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Seance

There are twelve of us sat around table which dominates the small wood-panelled room. It is covered in a thick red velvet cloth. Heavy curtains block the watery twilight. At the centre, a huge crystal bowl holds our belongings – a watch, a wedding band, a pendant … Why is it always jewellery? ‘Hold hands.’ […]

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