#coffeebreakread

It was late, almost midnight, and the house was quiet…too quiet. All around her the kitchen lay in chaos after the earlier visit from her kids and their partners. It had been wonderful to have everyone over for dinner, but it was nice to wave them off at the front door too and have the house to herself again. “Alexa, play my soundtrack,” she instructed as she began to load the dishwasher. The…

Birds were singing in the trees as she made her way through the labyrinth of paths to reach her grandmother’s grave. She smiled when she spotted it basking in the warm sunshine with its gorgeous view of the surrounding countryside. Kneeling down in the lush grass, she removed the dead flowers from the vase at the base of the headstone and replaced them with the fresh wildflower bouquet she had…

Being back in the small fishing town after eighteen years felt surreal to Freya as she walked down through the narrow winding streets towards the harbour. In her jeans pocket, her hand was wrapped around a set of keys. The keys to her new shop. Everyone had told her she was insane to open her dream business in such a small tourist orientated location but something deep inside her told her that…

As it was her last night in town, she had taken her time getting ready, making an effort with her make-up. Two weeks in the sunshine had added natural blonde highlights to her long hair. Her skin glowed, the strained dark shadows long gone from under her eyes. Glancing in the mirror one last time, she smiled. The reflection smiling back finally looked familiar. With a swish of her long flowing…

Continue the Story… at the end of a long hard journey

With her backpack on her shoulder, she pushed open the café door with a sigh of relief. She’d made it! It had been a long arduous journey. Her bare feet were weary after trekking along the beach for days, following her natural instincts to reach her destination. Feeling the tiled floor deliciously cool under her hot feet, she made her way to the only remaining empty table then lowered herself…

Wonder – a short story by fledgling indie author Martin Laverty

I’m excited for all of you to read this short story by Martin Laverty, a friend and colleague from the day job in the “salt mine”. This is Martin’s first venture into the world of storytelling, and I sincerely hope it’s not his last. So, fetch a mug of tea or coffee or a glass of something stronger and sit back and enjoy Wonder. Wonder I have no idea how they find me. I don’t think they know…

Continue The Story.. The Society For The Protection Of Unwanted Objects.

Taking a deep breath, she put the old-fashioned key in the lock and turned it. She’d half expected it to stick, given the age of both, but the mechanism moved with ease and the of the shop door swung open before her. What on earth was she supposed to do with the place? The shop smelled stale and musty and slightly unclean – a bit like its previous owner, her late great-uncle. It had been over…