The hall is not fully full, if that can be said of anything that ought to fill up
Category: SHORT STORIES
The voice
Jane was shouting. She liked to say that she was born with a more powerful throat-mounted amplifier than most people. She said she got it from her mother, whose booming voice had been her most outstanding characteristic.
A little shudder
“Oh, you look so beautiful, my darling.” “Thanks, grandma. You know whose fault it is though.” “You flatter me, darling. These old bones are fit for nothing but the grave.” “I won’t have any of that talk grandma, not today. You know you’ve got centuries left in there.”
Sent by the gods
She would wake up panting, with a tight feeling in her chest
Taken hostage (Pt.2)
The sounds of Leyla’s struggles faded while she was dragged through several other doors
Taken hostage (Pt.1)
She had been watching him while he stood in the square after the ceremony
Hot pursuit
In the centre of Nairobi, it is abnormal for anyone to react to cries for help
A midday exit
He plopped down on the seat and heaved a long sigh of relief
From the other side
I can’t escape from the nagging voice at the back of my mind telling me that I let my emotions cloud my judgment.
Elderness
Interesting, he mused, that we should come into the world with wrinkled skin and leave with wrinkled skin.