Only the small brass sign to the right of the deep, bell-shaped door gave any clue to what was inside.
Kate Goodman, Writer
Lovely Words, Insightful Thoughts, Storytelling
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Gossamer memories of passionate kisses Of languid loving days are dispersed Like piebald crisp leaves on an Autumn breeze As he lies in front of me. Socks balled up and greyly abandoned on the polished table Television screaming, his eyes are closed yet flickering beneath the lids. Distressingly loud, he snores away his lager-fuelled distress […]
I was making the kid’s tea, fish fingers I think it was, when I heard the thunder of Chloe’s feet as she hurtled down the stairs, followed swiftly by a cry from Charlie.
I see the bilious yellow of your eyes and skin
In death and wonder –
Could this be the culprit?
The woman poured a pink sachet of sugar into her tea, clinking the teaspoon against the mug as she surveyed me, as if still wondering whether or not I was to be trusted. “It’s not as easy as you may think to disappear,” she said, eventually.
I’d always frowned upon people who did this sort of thing, y’know? Thought that they just had so self control, no self-respect. But now? Well, what’s the saying, judge not lest ye be judged? Something like that. I know what you’re thinking. That the circle of gold on my ring finger should have been […]
It didn’t sound like she had imagined. When she had raised the peach, smooth shell from her mother’s room to her ear and heard the whooshing rush of the ocean, it had sounded so much gentler than the roar of the waves that crashed against the rocks now. She trembled with excitement as she looked […]
When I look at my gorgeous little boy, there’s quite often a sense of disbelief that he’s really mine. That he’s really here after so many years of trying and hoping.
“Pardonnez-moi, monsieur. Je ne l’ai pas fait exprès.” These are my last moments on earth and soon by the grace of God, I will soon reside in my rightful place in heaven and my soul will be redeemed of the accusations levied against me, a divine queen.
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
Kate Goodman, Writer 