Double Bluff

‘But you promised’‘I know and I’m sorry.’‘Tonight was critical, we discussed it and you promised.’‘Sorry.’‘We’ll miss the chance. You’re not being fair.’Ben puts his phone in his pocket and slips back into the pub.‘Bet she’s pissed off,’ Sandy says as he hands Ben his pint.‘That’s an understatement.’‘You should tell her how you feel? It’s not… Continue reading Double Bluff


John bounds downstairs, hair hanging in eyes, bag over shoulder. ‘Come on we’ll miss it.’ They dive onto the bus as it turns the corner, Lydia hanging by a strap, John gripping the pole while paying the clippie. It’s dark in Soho’s backstreets and Lydia holds John’s duffle coat for fear of falling. ‘Here it… Continue reading JAMMING