A Detective Trail ~ By Lucy Atkinson
I don't know why I started following them, maybe I was bored, maybe I could just
She Would Play And I Would Dance ~ By Tim Warren
Many years ago she started to play and I would dance, her fingers and my feet
Waiting ~ By The Secret Baker
It lumbered up towards the peer, on all fours, step-by-step. It had been planning for this
Drifting Away ~ By Just Words On Paper
I’m out of breath from crying, the tears and my heart running as fast as the
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Into The Misty Pier ~ By Daniel
Vincent Goyle was working harder than usual, potting new plants for the hotel garden for the
Bottle of Red ~ By Cathy
Sat at her desk, mind supposedly on the job of creating exciting copy out of drivel,
I Am Nothing Without You ~ By Claire
I have been in this dark box for so long that dust covers every surface of
Returning ~ By Susan
It had brought such joy to Oliver’s life. This old, battered instrument was the piano that