A short story of long ago.
Tag: short fiction
A short prehistoric fancy.
A warning for drivers using the M61 motorway.
A ghost story for Christmas The bike growled as if in warning as he released his grip on the throttle. He braked gently expecting ice on the high moorland road. Freezing fog that night, the weatherman had said, and fog there was, and Mike was too wise to doubt the other part of the prophesy. … Continue reading Pillion