CONTENT NOTICE ~ This work of fiction contains adult themes, such as violence and psychosis.
Clive
Clive stealthily caught up with the young woman directly beneath one of the street lamps that infrequently graced the alley between the estate and the local train station. Startled she turned to face him. Her breathing ragged. Her bosom sharply rose and fell as she looked up at his face.
I have combined the prompt for Food for Thought Friday and Wicked Wednesday in this post. It is all about how betrayal has been linked with bad communication at different times in my life.
I had some really interesting comments – here and on Twitter – in response to part one of this saga from my past life. The first part was just a snap shot of the situation – so here is part two. Right or wrong, you will find out more about me and my decision in the following post – Games.Continue reading Games to play when the coffee is cold→
This is a true tale that happened when I was in my early 20’s – I knew I had to write as soon as I saw the prompt for Wicked Wednesday was coffee…Continue reading Coffee Without Cream→