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The Anniversary Dinner


Now in their early forties Freddie and Carol Tusker sat across from each other surveying the menu at a local restaurant, more “select,” if that is the term, than the ones they usually visited, but merited by the day. Carol … Continue reading

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The Incomplete Life Made Whole


I do not have a home: I have a place I sleep in adorned with photographs of my wife who died five years ago, before this place became a museum owned by fading memories. I will love her forever, we … Continue reading

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My Wedding Day!


The clock beside me said 6:23am: digital and with unmoving hands, time  seemed to be standing still it seemed to me. At 2pm today I would become a married man and what was rising through me was raw unprocessed panic: … Continue reading

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Life Without You


I never met you, knew you, or had your love but then I did. The image of the girl who would walk up to me in life, as if it were some railway station and laugh, smile and warm your … Continue reading

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Beyond The Garden Fence


Each day he rose from bed at six, and made them both a cup of tea, “It’s looking cold” he might remark, or “Dawn looks some time away”. He was a man of fixed routine, who liked to live predictably … Continue reading

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Sheila


 “What’s your name” I asked all those years ago and you said “Sheila” which I soon turned into “Shells.” We seemed to have known each other forever which was odd, given that we were both eighteen.  In the hurly burly … Continue reading

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Living With An Error


  Later that day in an evening marked out by routine; a self-constructed prison built of ritual, she put the food out on the table: two pork chops with some vegetables neatly laid out on the side. Her husband smiling, … Continue reading

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