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Rule of Thumb

I don’t know how much longer the barricades will hold. It’s quiet out there now; they are roosting but I know the respite will be brief. 617 more words

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Baby Makes Three

“It’s me!  Open up!”

Cassie’s hand hesitated over the lock.  The image on the CCTV monitor was clear but in that protective clothing, the caller could have been anyone. 792 more words

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The Anniversary

The innkeeper brought the toddy to the pale, young gentleman at the fireside table.  “Here you go, sir; on the house.  You’ve had quite a shock, I expect.” 712 more words

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The Secret of Florian White

“How the hell did you get in here?” Florian White stood in the doorway of his drawing room.  The middle-aged man at the fireplace ceased his inspection of the ornaments on the mantelpiece. 1,001 more words

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Foggy Jack

The fiend waited in the fog.  The lights of the public house on the corner glowed a dim yellow and the murk muffled the sounds of the last straggling drinkers.  414 more words

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Mr Weston's Experiment

Arthur Weston was dozing in his armchair. The Times on his lap was unopened and ignored, and the fug of pipe- and cigar-smoke permeated his brain, making his thought sluggish and slow. 762 more words

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The Greenhouse Gorgon

In the novel I’m currently writing, the setting is Victorian and the characters compete with each other to tell stories.  Here is the story told by Charles Bickers, a botanist and entymologist. 1,549 more words

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