100-Word Fiction: ‘Perspectives’

Daddy. Who was not where? Beards at the kitchen table. Dad. Ties styled wide to thin. A holiday in Somerset, golden evenings and tractors. A rainy motorway and shouting. Father travels first-class now. Him and Vic. Vic Benson is important. An important name. To me. I went away. So did dad. Pinstripes blurred. Dad tookContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Perspectives’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘Your Arms Around Me’

To have your arms around me again. Your arm around my shoulders, resting there a moment. So many things come to mind. The times we have embraced and all of the reasons. Yes, love. Of course, love. We do love. That arm of support. The arm that draws me near, into your reach, to yourContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Your Arms Around Me’”