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The Air Raid

The building shook harder than before. This was the fourth night in a week that Germany’s bombs had been dropped on Leeds. Jenny was terrified, she couldn’t show it. As always she had her children to think of. The first explosion seemed to be a few streets away but the second was much closer. The whole house shook and plaster fell from the wall. She expected there little terraced house to collapse at any minute. Jenny was huddled in the hastily built shelter in the cellar of their small home with her three children held close to her. Some of the…

The Red Door

What a day! It started like any other. Shower, breakfast and out of the door to work. As I left my apartment things got a little weird, I found a letter outside my door. It seemed genuine with my address on it and a name, Molly Baxter in big letters. That’s me if you were wondering. Inside there were just three things an address, directions and an old key. That was it! What’s a girl to do, I was completely intrigued? It wouldn’t harm to take a look; it might shed some light on things. It turned out it wasn’t too far from…

Fast and Purposeful 

Her pace was the same as always fast and purposeful. A woman in a hurry, on a mission. Tall and slim yet it was difficult to see her facial features. Not that they were covered or hidden. It was just that your attention would only be drawn to the rapid gait of the elegant young woman rushing along the busy city street. It was hard to tell her age maybe thirty. She was dressed smartly as if for business of some type. A grey skirt and jacket, white blouse with black shoes. She would strike you as someone rushing out…

The Visit

Sam and Jackie Bradley were delighted they were finally moving to their dream home by the sea. It had been quite a while since they had first seen the old Georgian lighthouse advertised for sale on the internet. They had fallen in love with it immediately, set as it was high on the crumbling cliffs of the wild Yorkshire coastline north of Whitby. Today was the day they had taken possession of it and were visiting from their home in London for three nights to begin sorting the new home before moving in permanently. A lot of the antique furniture that had…

Meet At The Mall

The four friends met as usual on the last Friday of the month. A few drinks, a meal, a laugh and a joke. They all looked forward to it and had been doing it for many years. Guy and Sue as always sat side by side opposite Frank and Fiona. The talk was of nothing in particular work, football, music all just general stuff. The restaurant was a smart Italian on the third floor of shiny new shopping centre in the heart of Leeds. A city that had changed much over the years. From grimy industrial town in the late twentieth century…

Pierrot

The walk across the moor had always been a favourite thing to do with our family. As a girl, I was taken on long rambles on summer evenings over the crags and windswept heather clad moorland. I suppose it was natural that I would take my own children there. We always ended in the same place ‘The First House’. It was derelict, a mile or so along a track towards the summit of the moor. No one knew where its name originated from I suppose it was the first house as you crossed the moor from Ilkley towards the next…

Eduardo’s Story

‘Wonderful view eh,’ said the old man who had appeared behind me. He must have walked up quietly as I stood enchanted by the view of the old port far below the citadel walls. This window in the ancient castle ramparts was clearly a popular place for tourists taking photos. “It is yes, quite breath-taking,” here we go no doubt, he’ll want money. To guide me round, be my friend and I only want to take a photo. “Are you English or German?” he asked. This always the happens when I am abroad, being mistaken for a German. It’s not surprising I…