Bọ́lá’s routine appointment has been tactically booked for twelve noon. Working from home has been lonely, but at least she is safe. Outside, the crisp cold London air is mixed with the pungent stench of cigarettes. It has been a while. The scanty leaves lacing the pavement confirms the end of Autumn. Her favourite season.Continue reading “Flash Fiction: The Routine Appointment”
Ayo, is always daring me to do things. I like seeing the proud look on his face when I successfully complete a daring task. Last week, he dared me to jump from the first floor of our estate. I had a mattress to land on and everything. It did not end well. I thought IContinue reading “Flash Fiction: He made me do it”
Flash Fiction story about the wodden spoon and the little boy that received a spanking leaving a permanent scar that he is desperately trying to erase.