Returning

* This is the prompt for Magpie Tales this week  - a nun at a window. It almost stumped me, let me tell you. And then a little story came along.... I used to be a twin. A twin sister. My sister and I were identical except for the fact that I had two blue... Continue Reading →

Night Rain

It is a rainy night. The clouds are a creamy grey. A calm has descended on the street. The road is swept clean by the rain, handwashed as if by a giant paintbrush. The curtains move slightly on the bedroom window closest to the door. There is the tiniest of draughts there. Sometimes when the... Continue Reading →

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