Very Short Original Stories
He sought a private place and when he found it he sat down, cross legged, next to a small wild patch of grass. He had been there a little while, with the muffled sound of the party drifting overhead, when a gentle voice interrupted his privacy. - ‘What are you up to?’, said the woman behind him. It was his friends wife. She was a little older than the boy, quietly beautiful, with kind eyes.
Read MoreIt was dark and the work party was dragging slowly to an end. He saw her out the back of the shop smoking on the steps alone. It suited her.
Read MoreFor all his logical reasoning, he was walking towards his ruin with his eyes wide open and his brain unscrewed. It was the human condition: finding happiness and destruction in the same woman.
Read MoreThey talked as she turned the pages of the little book. They had worked together for about five years. They talked sometimes, but mostly they worked. No one saw each other outside of work. It just wasn't that sort of place.
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