Bob Lightfoot held the large, shiny packet in his hand. It contained exactly 150 grams. He tore it open and removed the contents one by one. Piled them on top of the wooden table in front of him. A table full of dirty pots and pans, an opened jar of Strawberry Jam, a loaf … Continue reading Bob Lightfoot.
A short story involving Thatcher, a crime and a long hot school holiday, published by the fabulous, Sick Lit Magazine. I do hope you like it. https://sicklitmagazine.com/2017/04/21/memories-by-henrietta-ross/
I am over at the brilliant Twisted Sister Lit Mag today with a twisted tale. Enjoy. https://twistedsisterlitmag.com/2017/01/05/fiction-daddy-has-red-lips/
The last house on the street, separated by thick woodland to the left and an old tin shed to the right. Most of the neighbourhood stayed away. They knew the Talbot's. Arthur Talbot was a cantankerous old fool who chased the kids off his land with his shotgun or threatened them in the street with … Continue reading A Halloween Short Story.