A Message From Andy
A short story by Sanjiva Wijesinha I remember the first time I saw my father cry. I would have been about ten at the time, and had been playing that … Continue reading →
Charlden Lodge
A Short story by Sanjiva Wijesinha It had been a long time since William had seen Charlden Lodge. Turning off the main road, he steered the vehicle carefully up the … Continue reading →
Mr. Henry’s Roses
A Short Story – by Grégoire Crevier Preamble: Some years ago, while walking the pilgrim trail known as the Camino de Santiago in Spain, I had the privilege of meeting … Continue reading →
Goodbye, Davo – a short story
The unexpected shell scored a direct hit on the Resuscitation Bay. One moment the team was hard at work, resuscitating the wounded soldier on the stretcher table – and the … Continue reading →
Old Friends – a short story
It was during his Oxford days, he remembered with a start, that he had first seen the list of names. Cut into the Portland stone at Rhodes House, proudly displayed … Continue reading →
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