THE TRANSITION

Image by Christine Renney The hardest part for me was the departure, turning from the body, walking away from my earthly remains. I lingered and I lingered and I knew it was dangerous to do so. I couldn’t stay there, in that room. I stepped backward and gazed down at the body slumped on theContinue reading “THE TRANSITION”

ADJOINING ROOMS

Image by Christine Renney ‘If, in the First Act, you have hung a pistol on the wall, then in the following one it should be fired. Otherwise, don’t put it there’ – Anton Chekhov Since the disappearance Carter hadn’t ventured into his son’s room, not properly. He had stepped across the threshold, yes, but mostlyContinue reading “ADJOINING ROOMS”

QUICKSAND

Image by Mark Renney He hadn’t been struck immediately by the uncanny resemblance with that other place. Not as they pulled into the driveway nor as they climbed from the car and the old man ushered them into the chalet at the far end of the row, the one closest to the house, his office.Continue reading “QUICKSAND”