Faraday James sat in the chair by the window, staring out at the street. How quiet it seemed, how empty. Men were missing and families mourned, keeping all but the lonely indoors. He could see the appeal in it – inside, in the comfort of one’s own living room, the rest of the world was […]
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Flowers on the Sill (Free Short Story)
Natasha had kept flowers on the windowsill in the front room for as long as I’d known her. She’d move the flowers around the house to suit her mood, but it was always the ones on the front room sill that gave the clues – yellow carnation for disappointment, or begonias for dark thoughts. She […]
