This post was inspired by #ThePrompt linky hosted by the Mumturnedmom blog. The prompt word on this occasion was Christmas, no huge surprise bearing in mind the time of year. Click on the badge at the end to visit the linky. I have an uneasy relationship with Christmas. On the one hand I think it
Alison was stood next to the friendship bench. She was the only one in the playground that wasn’t engaged in conversation and this made her feel awkward. Even so, she couldn’t bring herself to sit on the bench. It wasn’t possible to do so without attracting comment. Someone would stroll past and make a joke
“I read the news today,” said the Ambassador’s wife. “Anything interesting?” said the Ambassador, without looking up from his Kindle. “Can you explain this, on page six?” she asked, handing him a broadsheet newspaper. There was a news story of around 300 words about a visiting statesman, accompanied by a very large photograph of the
Mark thought Christmas was a dreadful time to be homeless. Reminders were all around him of what he was missing out on; people buying presents, friends, family, and parties. The parties were the worst. Huge numbers of drunk people spilling out on the street could spell trouble for someone like Mark. Indeed, this explained why
This short story has been written specifically for week 37 of The Prompt linky, hosted by the Mum Turned Mom blog. The prompt word was ‘books’. Please do have a read and leave a comment. Why not also check out the linky to see what others have been writing. Sun shone in through the
