Tagged Violence

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…

Foraging

Leaving the city was always a risky thing to do but there was always food available at this time of the year. Lenny just had to be patient, something he had become good at in recent years. His favourite foraging spot was just outside the city boundary, way down a lane that ended at the edge of one of the towns old parks. There were fruits and nuts at this time of the year. today Lenny was after something more substantial for his friends and family. He knew he might have to wait a few days but it would be…

Tuesday Night

I’d been following the lumbering white Mercedes for a few miles heading into the city. Late evening on a Tuesday night and the roads were quiet. I suppose mainly people like myself going to or coming from work. The only thing I had noticed different about it was its speed. It was slow, the driver seemed uncertain of the way. The other thing, it was from the French Department 2A. I decided to overtake, it overtook me straight back. There was a young man driving. His car was left hand drive, mine right. We were just a few feet away from each other. He was in his early…

‘How Much?’

‘How much?’ The cosmetic surgeon sat impassively at his desk. He knew the old man sitting in front of him would pay, they always did. He was fabulously wealthy, anyhow if they came this far they always paid. It was a small price for a procedure so revolutionary that few even knew it existed. Just a few miles away in the heart of the city a young man was being roughly bundled into a van. His whole life lay ahead of him though it would soon be changed forever. The pair met briefly in the cold, sterile operating theatre with introductions conducted by one of the…

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…

Your Heart Is Mine

The hands were the first thing I saw, other worldly, surely not the hands of man. Dark, long, bony fingers but immensely strong. I sat alone in the quiet of the night, I had been expecting his visit for all these long years. The last time we met he made me a promise he would be back, he had my soul but now he would take my heart. Long scaly fingers gripping the door as it slowly opened, terror quickly filled me as I realised that selling my soul ten years ago had been real. Surely this was not the man I met…

Superfast Broadband

“Hello Mrs Dudley this is Triple Tekkno superfast broadband”, the voice on the phone said, “Sorry not today,” Margaret Dudley was terrible at this. She had friends who just hung up or left the phone in drawers when people rang selling things but she just couldn’t, it seemed so rude. In less than ten minutes the Triple Tekkno saleswoman had convinced Margaret that there was indeed much to gain from finding out more about the product. Just one week later Margaret and her husband George were patiently waiting for the sales and installation team to arrive. George was still mad that he hadn’t…