"What I saw today"
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| Short Stories by Lucinda Rush | |
"What I saw today" |
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The worlds’ news sounded so sad to me that after listening to it on my portable radio I stood up under the cherry tree and walked barefoot across the grass. As I looked up it was as if the clouds had flattened in the sky and dropped like giant bed sheets on the ground all around me. Click image to enlarge Subscribe to my short stories |
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The Webmaster’s Wife"Anna sat opposite to her husband Mark in the bookshop’s cafe. It felt to her that he was slipping away like a golden magical ball with a momentum all of its own slowly disappearing over green rolling hills silently without drama but definitely, as if by magic vanishing."Read More... |
The Christmas Message"The lift door opened, a woman was already in there, she smiled a little but Sarah couldn’t help noticing how sad and tired she looked. Her hair was pale blond her eyes barely blue – and she was dressed almost in summer clothes, a white embroidered gypsy top and turquoise long skirt with pink sandals; there was a guitar by her feet."Read More... |
The Partner"Tim turned the wheel of the car and drove onto the broad drive of a gothic period house that had been converted into a restaurant and hotel. 'This is one of my favourite eating-places”; He said without looking at her - yet during the twelve months that she had known him he had never mentioned the place before."Read More... |
Slán go fóill (stay safe until we meet again)
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