Sometimes there are no words to describe a beautiful picture.
You simply float in its colours, mesmerised.
You are a writer in a bottle, swirling in a wordless dream. 14 more words
“Mommy, mommy, mommy! Guess what?” Shannon turned from the her novel and smiled into the face of her clearly enthusiastic little girl; “Alright, let’s hear it!” 93 more words
Carys was watching Peppa Pig with Jamie when they kicked the door down.
Adrenaline took over. She didn’t remember leaping to her feet, she didn’t remember scooping Jamie into her arms but she was already dashing for the stairs when the man with the baseball bat appeared in the living room doorway. 435 more words
I’m late again, sorry. There’s always something stealing my time away at the minute, but you can’t pass up these hazy Summer evenings, all too soon we’ll be back to twelve hours of miserable darkness! 127 more words