Short Stories for your enjoyment

Walter’s Gift

 Tara screamed when she saw the red and white rubbish truck barrel through the intersection. She was still screaming when she woke to bright lights and pain. Even through the pain, she was aware of her new location. The hospital was a low murmur of voices and humming machines. Someone was crying. Someone else was…

by lizhomesauthornz

Sparkles

Sparkles The shop was small, dimly lit, and crammed with junk. Dee sneezed. The dust was disgusting. So was the old man sitting behind the counter. Dee hated this place. She was only here because the rent was due and there was no money. Once again, she had been sent to Mr Barton’s pawn shop…

by lizhomesauthornz

A Beautiful Find

Tandaline walked in step with her brother. The packed earth beneath her feet was firm. On this path the soil had been worn smooth by many feet. They were heading for their daily stroll in the forest. The warmth from Sydon’s hand on the small of her back brought familiar security, touched with a dollop…

by lizhomesauthornz

Storm Damage

I held Hetterford’s body in my arms and sobbed. His soft, grey fur soaked up my hysterical tears. With his death, it felt as if all the goodness had left my world. It was no illness or accident that killed my little, feline friend. He had been dispatched with a lightning bolt to his heart.…

by lizhomesauthornz

Glued

Glued! Kaylee opened the back door gingerly.  She hoped she would be able to sneak through the house to her bedroom without being seen. “Show me what happened.” Mum was waiting by the kitchen sink. “Nothing.” Kaylee whined. Tears filled her eyes as she denied her disgrace. “Don’t talk to me like that.” Mum ordered,…

by lizhomesauthornz

The Nixie in the Fridge

“Mum?” I heard the quaver in his voice, which I knew Michael would hate me for recognising. The pause after he addressed me, also said a lot. He did not want to begin this conversation. Neither did I. “What’s up?” I looked up, and up, from my crocheting, to my eldest son’s face. He towered…

by lizhomesauthornz

A Magical Meeting

It was a safe, peaceful place for Shandy, the elderly, golden Labrador, to snuffle around in. The dog loved the wild smells of the damp earth, the insects scuttling about and the tiny birds that fed on the insects. She would find contentment in gentle exercise while checking all the scents. Once, not too many…

by lizhomesauthornz

Finishing Family Business

“It’s so cold,” I whispered the words aloud, although I knew no one would hear. My gregarious sister, Renee, was too busy chatting with her friend to be paying me any attention. Renee was raving about the ‘totally awesome’ decor of the room Anna had invited us into. I felt like I had walked into…

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In the Ashes

The moisture sliding down her cheeks made Drala’s face itchy. She rubbed her eyes but noticed grit on her fingers. Fear of scratching her eyeballs forced her to keep her hands away. She growled at the stupid tears. She needed to see where she was going but her eyes kept blurring. Then she sneezed. She…

by lizhomesauthornz

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