When Cold Sets In

“Did you shut the door?” asked Joe. “Of course I did, do you think I’m stupid?” answered Greg. “It’s bad enough having to work on a night like this.” “Did you drive in?” asked Greg. “Yeah, I would not walk,” said Joe. “You live near enough, I didn’t have a choice,” mumbled Greg. “Aargh, look,Continue reading “When Cold Sets In”

Before Yesterday

“Eighteen today? A big boy now,” said June. “Yes, mum, does that mean you’ll allow me out?”  “Jimmy, we’ve been through this. You can go out, you always could.” “I mean, on my own,” said Jimmy through clenched teeth. “Open your gift. Do you like it?” his Mum asked. “Thank you. It would be betterContinue reading “Before Yesterday”

Beat Stops!

FREE short story – set in Thailand “Your seat, sir,” the air hostess cleaned some imaginary dust from its cushion. The passenger looked around before answering, “Thanks, I’d like to sleep, so no interruptions.” His crumpled Daily Mail hit the floor. The headline glared up at him, ‘Guitarist – Dead’. “I know you,” wailed aContinue reading “Beat Stops!”

Art of the Arcane at it Again!

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The Sour Cake Murder

“I suppose you expect to win the Christmas cake competition again this year?” asked Patty, the radio newspaper reporter. “I don’t like to brag, but, well, you know. I am the best baker in the village, so, I guess I’ll win… Again,” answered a grinning Gino. The listeners did not notice the raised eyebrows ofContinue reading “The Sour Cake Murder”

God’s Will

Denny ducked behind the stone column. He watched as the upturned cross impaled High Priest Drakker’s eyes.   “Both eyes, how the hell?” Denny asked himself.  The jelly and goo splattered the elaborate alter, it was black; the blood didn’t change the cloth’s shade. “Christ, it is like a kid’s Halloween party,” Denny answered himself asContinue reading “God’s Will”