They crept noiselessly across the tarmac as they approached the van from its nearside blind spot. The father led the way issuing pre arranged hand signals to his son. They’d rehearsed the line they would have to take to remain unseen until both knew exactly where to tread. +++++Cigarette smoke drifted from an open window [...]
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The Mourning After by Graham Smith
You wake up with dried blood adhering your head to the pillow. The vomit on the bed attacked your nose and your mouth opens as your stomach tried to evict something that is no longer there. A dampness around your groin doesn’t bode well for laundry day. +++++Carefully you peel the pillow off your [...]
Pursuit by Graham Smith
They ran screaming from him, scattering to all points of the compass. Their young minds calculating the best way to escaper their pursuer. He selected one girl as his target and focused in on her. She was eight and was one of the least athletic children present that day. She would provide the easiest [...]