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Juggling Balls: Episode 16

Go to Episode 1 Chapter 13 He stepped onto the grass and looked around. The buildings stood square and silent around the small rectangle of grass. He noticed some steps leading down to, what he presumed, could be a boiler room. There was another hand-written sign on the door at the bottom ofs

Sex Weasel Spanners

It is not often that I write about my extensive – and rather enviable – collection of Sex Weasel Spanners, and today will be no exception. Frankly, the use of Sex Weasel Spanners is a matter best left to us experts, and I don’t want to be held responsible for any misuse of these precisions

Not Unusual in Itself

Ryan didn’t believe it. That was not unusual in itself. There were a good many things Ryan didn’t believe in, such as astrology, healing crystals, ideologies, Gaia, religions, politics, ghosts, reality television, fate, and several other things he was too busy not to believe in at the moment. However, he did believe in an externals

Juggling Balls: Episode 15

Go to Episode 1 Chapter 12 Martin checked his map once more. This was definitely the right building. He found it hard to concentrate on the map Hermione had printed out, and the route Lisa had drawn for him on it, because one thought kept creeping back to dominate his mind. Could hes

Secret Services

Sometimes it gets like that. But perhaps this is not the time or the place to discuss such matters, especially when they could be watching. After all, we know they are out there, don’t we? Watching our every move, recording everything we say… or do. You think that thing you do with the watermelon ands

Finding the Words

Finding the words doesn’t come easy. Often the words are not where you left them. You could’ve left them sleeping on the pillow next to her warm dreams. You could have left them there a long time ago, back when the times were very different to now. They could be on some foreign shore ors

Juggling Balls: Episode 14

Go to Episode 1 Chapter 11 The others were all standing around watching the TV as Martin entered the room. ‘What’s goi…?’ ‘Ssssh…. Sorry, ssssh sir!’ ‘Ssssh.’ ‘I was jus….’ ‘Ssssh!’ Sam turned up the volume on the TV. ‘…pictures live from the scene, our reporter Grant Penrose.’ ‘Thank… you…. Angela,’ the reporter saids

500 Words

It looked like a nice place to start. Finta looked around. It was a new blank page, not even a paragraph yet. There was a chance it could turn into an interesting story. Providing he didn’t get distracted again. She’d been here in a similar situation only a few days ago, preparing to start as

Juggling Balls: Episode 13

Go to Episode 1 Chapter 10 Back at the house, Sam and Lisa unloaded the shopping from the car. Meanwhile, Martin slipped back into his room to see if the computer had come up with anything new. Nothing happened with the computer at all. Some sort of screen-saver was throwing random blocks ofs

When Dreams Turn to Nightmares

The year fell into cold and darkness. The summer had been long and hot. It felt that something had changed as the late spring eased into early summer. Something new had grown between us in the strengthening summer light. But now the darker days were coming. She turned to me, as the nights grew colder.s