Halloween Short Story: Mysteries from the Past

“Tonight’s gonna be a wild one,” Jessica said from the top of my cubicle. “The full moon makes everyone a bit looney and it’s Halloween. Spooky, eh?”  I shrugged my shoulders. Jessica was the superstitious kind of person. She read horoscopes, dabbled in palm reading, and believed in bad luck often burdening office conversations with … Continue reading Halloween Short Story: Mysteries from the Past

Train to Ladywell

What crossroad am I approaching? London Bridge towards the National Rail Southeastern train surely.  Are my considerations haunting me? I can hear foolish gossip.  The wick on a wax candle burns until its finale. Am I at my wicks end-- setting fire to the paper airplanes circling Westminster? Another train passes by.  “This one yours?” asked the middle-aged conductor. “No,” I … Continue reading Train to Ladywell