‘Yes, yes I do know her,’ I could see her hands shaking. ‘No,’ I let out a deep breath. ‘No? Kelly, what is going on?’ I slapped Jamie’s hand off my dress. ‘Just watch silently.’ I didn’t know why I was frustrated. I should be on the floor crying. Yet here I stood, wanting to more »
Opening his folder, he pulled out several sheets and piled them on the table. Sitting down, he placed his elbows on the table. Looking directly at my mum with clasped hands, ‘We have found his body.’ ‘No, no, that cannot be right,’ I watched as my mum shook her head and tightened her hands on more »
Hey everyone! I have a superb interview today. I know it’s taken a bit of time, but it’s up! I got a chance to interview Anne Leigh Parrish. She has won many awards for her books – her first publication appeared in the August 1995 Virginia Quarterly Review. “All The Roads that Lead From Home” won first more »
‘I’ll get it,’ I rushed to the door before anyone else could stand up. Taking a deep breath for no reason at all, I opened the door. ‘Is it raining outside?’ I looked at the tall dark figure that stood in front of me. ‘Is your mother home?’ His deep voice prickled my skin. Arrogance more »
‘He still is not home,’ mum was on it again about dad. ‘He will be, mum, just relax. Any phone calls? Emails? Notes from the office?’I asked whilst laying the table. ‘Lay the table for four! You may not care much about your dad, but I do,’ she snapped. I walked over to her and more »