
The images are grainy, the figures move jerkily across the screen, the angles all wrong. But it’s him alright. There is no doubt about that.
“You sure, you wanna see this?” the detective asks me. He tastes this poison every …
The images are grainy, the figures move jerkily across the screen, the angles all wrong. But it’s him alright. There is no doubt about that.
“You sure, you wanna see this?” the detective asks me. He tastes this poison every …
I have to blog.
By that, I don’t mean I have to vomit, though if you said “I have to blog” eight years ago, there’s a good chance people would think “impending barf.” Here in 2006, the verb “blog” …
I do word and number puzzles while I watch baseball on TV: New York Times crosswords and acrostics, sudokus, KenKens. My baseball savvy and Yankees keenness come in handy on the clues that lead to A-Rod, Mo Rivera, Yogi Berra, …
It was raining the day Lydia Braithwaite first saw the wedding dress. Displayed on a headless mannequin in the window of her local charity shop, it seemed out of place amongst the used floral tea set, children’s toys and the …
The people of Salo had been gathering since the early morning hours, anxious to catch a glimpse or photograph of one of our riders before the big race. As we sat on our bike racks, our metal and carbon frames …
Brother You Won’t Find Anything There
Even now she will not let me be. Her hair is stroked and she replies a simple, ‘I am sleeping’. I roll over and all is failure once more, and I stare at the …
I fell in love first with Doug’s nose, thinking, this is a guy who can handle me. Crooked and knobby, his left nostril was noticeably higher than the right. Otherwise, it was perfectly proportional on a face composed of warm …
“Bubala,” my grandmother Rachel yelled as she came through the door. As usual on Friday nights, she was wearing her best red dress and had makeup on. I smiled and gave her a hug and kisses after she pinched my …
Today, our town held a memorial service for my husband, Bob. It was a touching ceremony, well attended and, despite my having been married to him for 49 years, a bit of a surprise. For you see, I learned something …
‘So how’s it going with your brother then?’
Tim tilts his chair back, his legs splayed. He hooks his lanky fingers in his trouser pockets and observes Amber across the cafe table.
Amber leans forward to reply, picking at the …