From 'Ladies Man' by Val Kyrie
Robert came to her with that characteristic swagger men have in the
presence of females. For the first time since a girl whacked me with a hockey
stick in the lower fourth, my legs went cold. I felt a sea of anger surge up my
body and choke my neck. I was so enraged with jealously and envy that I thought
it would put me off men for life. Rosalind and Robert walked on ahead, like two
lovers with little thought for any but themselves. I was so enraged, I could
spit - and at Ascot, too.
From 'The Seller of Dreams' by Yvonne Eve Walus
‘Let me fix you your supper,' she murmured with a smile.
From 'Always With You' by Neil Asher
From the surface of Ansalep III the
ancient Japanese stared up into space and watched the planet breaker break and
the meteor storm of exotic metal. He saw more, perhaps, than any normal watcher
might have seen, and he grinned to himself. The grin was short-lived though.
After a moment he looked in another direction and saw something that made him
appear suddenly very tired. He stepped in that direction, and was gone.
From 'Something Small' by David Murphy
I took off my
uniform for the last time that shift. I walked out of the nursing home, never to
return. Two days later, after putting flowers on Laura's grave, I rang in sick.
‘The 'flu,' I said to Sister. Then I put the phone down and walked
away.
From 'Smile Please' by Malcolm Twigg
As it happens,
no-one came out of that little incident any the worse off, apart from the
neighbour's dog which still has a personality defect, and maybe the moose and
the oak tree ... and whatever it was that smacked into the wall. Oh, and the
rabbit, of course, and I wonder about that sometimes because I've developed this
chronic twitch of the nose just lately, and a penchant for lettuce and carrots.
But that I can handle. It's this sudden reputation as a stud I'm finding hard to
live up to.
From 'Once Upon a Time in Ireland' by John
Hunter
Dermot drew his pistol and aimed. ‘Still, you just wouldn't
believe the price I can get for a dead leprechaun.'
(For an unforgettable
ending, read 'Christians for the Cloning of Jesus' by Yvonne Eve
Walus
From 'Epilogue' by Val Kyrie
And in the
ever-changing spectacle, she saw the Face of God!