More than the money, his job gave him an anchor in the grey swell which was his life. The basic routine of getting up, having a shower, making a pot of tea, preparing his daily sandwich lunch while the tea brewed, had been disrupted. His small daily ritual spoiled forever. A ritual he’d performed every… Continue reading The Cuckoo
Author: Nita Lewsey
I'm a writer of short stories, flash fiction and am currently working on a novel. I've had stories published in anthologies and self-published a collection on stories on Amazon. I have long dreamt of writing full time & this dream is now a reality.
One of the family
‘You’ve never been camping? Really?’ Jamie is obviously astonished that someone of my not inconsiderable age has never spent a night under canvas. ‘No Jamie I’ve never been camping, never even been in a tent. Well I’ve been in marquees but not a tent you sleep in.’ ‘Enough of the inquisition,’ says Bob ‘Evelyn is… Continue reading One of the family
Prodigal
My stiletto heels clatter as I make the long walk down Lilac Close. Each clickety-click on the pavement is a step back in time. Suburbia closes in. The twitching net curtains ripple ahead of me, reaching number 36 long before I do. I ask myself again why I’ve come back after all these years. We… Continue reading Prodigal
Poised
Three deep breaths, rotate shoulders, toes over the edge. It’s sharper than he remembered, cold and slightly wet and he feels almost off balance. A few strands of hair stick to his cheek but he leaves them there preferring to keep his concentration. He zones out any extraneous sounds too, years of practice means his… Continue reading Poised
Too Late
It was all a long time ago yet the image in Gloria’s head seemed as clear as if she’d seen it yesterday. Imprinted, she couldn’t un-see it. The green was greener, the red brighter, the blue crisper, like a technicolour movie. A red coat, a green meadow, a blue sky. Her new doctor dismissed her… Continue reading Too Late
Turning a Corner
The noise is horrendous, clattering glasses, the thump of electronic beats, the laughter and chatter is deafening. She hadn’t wanted to come, Tina was persuasive. ‘Come on Lin it’ll be fun, you need a change and it’ll be sunny. Who knows you might meet someone. It’s only a few days.’ ‘I don’t want to meet… Continue reading Turning a Corner
