Stories Listed Alphabetically
Christmas Snow
Snow at Christmas isn’t like other snow. It’s a fluffy white enchantment, specially made by a tiny, isolated colony of Emperor Penguins.
Eshi
Once upon a time, there was a little girl called Eshi. She lived happily in a friendly village with her parents, and everyone said that she was the sweetest girl they had ever known.
It’s Personalised
I’ve just got off the phone with Jacqui. Her calls always leave me feeling that I need therapy, so this seemed as good a time as any to start this stupid journal.
Jolt
Her body is in flow, her strides liquid and easy. This is the home stretch. On her right, the river shimmers in the first sunlight of the day. On her left, an early train honks as it trundles past. This is her precious time.
Little Lamb
When she brought her lamb to school, Mary’s classmates didn’t understand. They teased her mercilessly, singing rhymes which made her cry.
Moments at the Piano
I remember her competent hands as we played duets on the piano. Dextrous fingers periodically brushing mine as the music wound around us. The exquisite, exposed familiarity of making harmony together.