Category Archives: Affair

The Perfect Partner

Posted on August 3, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

It is said that when we seek a life-partner we look for what we want or desire but later, and often after the point of no return, we realise that what we have been drawn to is the familiar wrapped … Continue reading →

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Did You find It

Posted on June 29, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

At forty years old I secretly hankered for adventure, the promised land, peace, social standing and a secure home even if those disparate goals were always jostling for my attention. Married yes, but not loved: trapped within a barren home … Continue reading →

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A Valentine’s Day Romance

Posted on February 19, 2018 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Arnold, whose mind was not gripped by the everyday, lost as it was in fractured dreams, would rather be anywhere but where he was: locked in a stale relationship and funded by a job he found less rewarding than eating … Continue reading →

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One True Love

Posted on February 12, 2018 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

A lifetime ago, when I was still at school I met Maria, bookish like me, and awkward, and in her company I found a companionship I had not known before and in the end, under a tree in the local … Continue reading →

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Annabelle

Posted on October 30, 2017 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

I’ve never heard anyone say “When I was young all I wanted to be was a liar” because that would be mad wouldn’t it? I mean, I ask you, what could be more stupid? Why would you wish to be … Continue reading →

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Love By The Hour

Posted on January 10, 2017 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

  The single truth which fed and clothed her every day since dropping out of university was to do with men. Inspired by the welcome and then depressing attentions of her classics professor, she realised she could earn enough in … Continue reading →

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A Secret Grief

Posted on November 10, 2016 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

In these last days and hours before my final breath may I, Gordon Richard Carlson, lay my guilt and thoughts before you as a matter of conscience, if not regret, so that I might meet my maker free of worldly … Continue reading →

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A Sort Of Goodbye

Posted on July 6, 2016 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

You know that expression, “Live one day at a time:” well there comes a day for some of us, when we are living “One breath at a time”. That’s where Molly was at this moment; not all bad mind you: … Continue reading →

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A Favour Too Far!

Posted on March 9, 2016 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Malcolm Vexley, or, as he liked to remind those careless of rank, Sir Malcolm Vexley, was a business tycoon of standing who enjoyed what he modestly described as “A position of note in the city.” I had no immediate knowledge … Continue reading →

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A Grave Conversation

Posted on February 23, 2016 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

I sat in the car with my wife and travelled up to the cemetery where I’d been buried not long before. She didn’t know I was there, of course, I was now the silent passenger; the observer, the helpless carer … Continue reading →

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