Tag: hope
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A Meeting on Praed Street
She is sitting by the window and far away in her thoughts when the voice intrudes, asking quietly… “Excuse me, it’s Eve, isn’t it…?” She is sitting by the coffee house window, staring out at Praed Street and the passers-by who hurry against the rain. Hoods and high collars, hunched shoulders, plastic hats of…
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Siobhan
A short story that got lost somewhere… Ade’s walk was furtive, feet scratching at the pavement, eyes downcast. Sometimes when he walked this pavement he would direct his gaze to shop windows, watching himself go by – but not today. Sometimes people stared at him, their faces masked in suspicion at the Asian youth with…
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Encounter
“If you were to pin me down on this, I’d say it has all to do with names.” His eyes drawn to the row of beech trees beyond his friend’s rain-sodden garden, Kevin was in a reflective mood. “What are you saying now?” Christian asked. “Names? I thought we were discussing relationships?” “Listen to…
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