I'm not sure how to rate this short story. I don't care for most short stories and this one is really short. It ends on a completely unnecessary cliffhanger. The next two stories in this "trilogy" appear to be just as short, so I'm not sure why they were not combined into a single short novell...
I was mildly curious to know what she had bought, but my overriding emotion was the need to be alone; to get myself away from the sympathetic eyes of everyone around me. Grace had found her son, and my son had found his mother, somewhere in that equation sat me, the woman who had raised him. I co...
The docks were a bustle of noise and activity. Ships with their tall empty masts swayed patiently on the water. The smell of rotting seaweed and fish hung heavily in the damp morning air. Simon pointed toward a large vessel with three masts, bobbing teasingly in the water, some way from the dock....
You are my world and I love you with all my heart! For all the wonderful times we have snuck away to York together and the adventures that planted the seed of this plot, I thank you my love. For all the precious memories we have created together in York over the years – you put magic back into my...
She rearranged her handbag, bending slightly to grab the handle of her suitcase. Ten thousand pounds, a wedding ring, a crystal pendant and a pathetic suitcase on wheels was all she had to show for fifteen years of marriage. Well, that and her beautiful daughter. Jenny was fifteen, she needed her...