She looked at them and tried to imagine what that sense of collective belonging felt like; being part of a group of friends who had managed to remain close for so long. Looking at the old photographs now, she was almost jealous of their bond. Something she knew she’d never had. Year after year, pageContinue reading “Familiar”
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Sapphire
She looked at them and opened her mouth in exaggerated shock. A high pitched squeal burst from her bursting collagen lips. Liam jolted. Then heard them. “Oh. My. God!” a woman screamed. “No. Way.” shouted another. Broad Essex accents. Like bad reality show contestants. Liam knew who it was without turning around. Sapphire was onContinue reading “Sapphire”
The Collector
He looks at it and pushes away the carnal, blinding urges; to spit, to vomit, to tear; the rage screaming between his ears, telling him that the box is his – rightfully his – and that he should reclaim it with neither payment nor mercy, should snatch it back, and make the unworthy worm payContinue reading “The Collector”
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