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Killing Mr Cornflakes

Killing Mr Cornflakes

by | Oct 22, 2012 | P, Paul D. Brazill, Short Story

Mr Cornflakes eased the two plastic carrier bags onto the wet pavement and wiggled his fingers. Squeezed his left arm. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment. Then he picked the bags back up and waddled on down the high street. +++++He’d changed...

Vengeance Is A Cruel Mistress

by | Oct 15, 2012 | B, B.R. Stateham, Short Story

“. . . dump him in that chair and tie his hands firmly to the chair arms. Now!” +++++The voice was harsh, cruel, vindictive. Filled with fury. +++++Two large men threw the small framed man into a high backed wood chair standing in the middle of a barren...

Ropes Over The Rafters (A Whoville Story)

by | Oct 8, 2012 | A, AJ Hayes, Short Story

Hey look, don’t blame me. The raw material was already there. In words carefully crafted. You chose them with care: “You know, a bit of adultery, slippery and wet, just might make our marriage a much stronger bet.” She was your best friend and I always...