Short Story – Eyam

‘Now, blessed be God, all our fears are over for none have died of the plague since the eleventh of October and the pest-houses have long been empty.’ So spoke the Reverend. The congregation listened, relieved but not happy. William Mompasson had endured his own suffering – his wife was buried within the stone circle. …

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Short Story – Shadowplay

As I enter the party the first sight that greets me is a female face - red and wet, tears cascading – knelt over a fallen boyfriend, unconscious yet still stoically clutching a half bottle of rum. I nod to a stranger – like myself, young, male, tan – we note our shared appreciation and …

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