The Plan
/…got back from her art class around five o’clock on the Saturday afternoon. She found her husband Steve in the living room, restringing…
By Chris Platt
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…got back from her art class around five o’clock on the Saturday afternoon. She found her husband Steve in the living room, restringing…
By Chris Platt
Read More…looked around the function room. His cousin’s 30th birthday party was in full swing. He always found this kind of bash depressing. Everyone always seemed to be coupled off and loved up. And, as usual, he was on his own. His aunt…
By Chris Platt
Read More…and pulled and somehow managed to get free from their grip. He had to run, had to get away. He had to make his escape. He pushed them away from him. As he turned to flee, he felt a scratch on his arm. He swore and turned to see the nurse still smiling, the needle sunk deep into his arm…
By Chris Platt
Read More…was in the pub with his friends. Every Friday night they would flock to the Nag’s Head, their local pub. They would laugh and talk and drink before staggering home to bed to sleep off the booze. They were all in their early twenties and had such busy social lives. There always…
By Chris Platt
Read More…shrugged into his dressing gown and went downstairs to join his wife in the kitchen. He found Debbie hurriedly making herself a cup of tea before she had to dash off to the office. As she took a sip of her tea, she gave…
By Chris Platt
Read More…logged onto his laptop computer and opened up the video-call app. His wife, Claire, joined him, as they waited for the weekly call. Charlie’s father, Michael, would call from his prison cell…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreA moment of hallucination…
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…came up the front walk holding a pamphlet. A tan shoulder bag hung low. Reed peeked through a crack in the curtain and thought: She’s a babe. Good looking. Stylish. The doorbell rang and shortly…
By D.A. Helmer
Read More…on the steering wheel, sending the pick-up truck skidding around the corner. Simon, in the passenger seat, and Kathy in the back, slid and swayed with the rocking of the vehicle. The bank robbery had gone well. They had made it away with the loot. Now, they just had to make their…
By Chris Platt
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