Cobwebs in the Dark

“The corridor is very dark,” he said, candlelight flickering on his face, “and festooned with thick cobwebs.” I looked nervously to my companion. “Do you see anything down there?” “Impossible to see further than about 10 feet.” Came the terse reply. “It’ll be just my...

The Bench

“I just don’t know if I’m ready.” I said, lighting a cigarette. “No-one likes to live with a smoker.” She grimaced. Waving the blue cloud away from her. “Moving in together is a big step. How do you if know she’s ready?” It started to rain. “I’m a delight.” I coughed....

Calm before the storm

Lightning, tearing through the night. My sight is overwhelmed, suddenly, briefly. I should be afraid, but oddly, I’m not. I look at her, she returns my gaze. ‘I don’t like this,’ she looks at me, ‘take me home.’ But we can’t. Not yet. There are things we must do. She...