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…
Continuum – Episode Nine. Journeying
In the lonely dark she goes again and again to that locked cupboard knowing that she holds the key, and frightened of the self she might find inside.