Ravished: the unfortunate tale of Bridget Cleary The illness devoured me from the inside, a solitary warmth at first, lingering in my chest then unfurling like a poisonous flower, before cloaking my whole body, my whole being, in its shadow. I grew weak, so weak that I couldn’t leave my bed. My husband brought herbs…
Category: Short Story
Paved with Good Intentions
They’ve just introduced a fast lane in Liverpool. Honestly, in Liverpool. You’d think London would be the first place to get something like that. I’ve heard people in the office talking about it, about how ridiculous it is and how we’re all too busy, moving too quickly through life, but you know what? The people…
Nala
Nala She didn’t remember much these days, but she remembered Nala. Not every day, and not always when she wasn’t there, but the minute Nala walked through the door, my mother’s eyes would light up in recognition. Sometimes, she couldn’t quite recall her name – Nala. I would watch her chasing the letters around her…
Cartref
Have you ever been really, really cold? I’m talking so cold that you have to fold up in your bed, huddled into yourself, to keep warm. You can feel your bones getting tired and stiff when it’s that cold, and see your own breath in the darkness. That’s how cold we were on our ‘camping…
Welsh Cakes
As the sun sank lower in the sky, casting an umber glow across the horizon, Rhodri took a cloth to the counter top and wiped away the smattering of golden crumbs that had gathered throughout the day. The soft waves rolled a musical backdrop as he worked. No noise came from the cafes nor B&Bs…
