Tag: Short Story
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Reservations
“But we’re booked in!” The man was starting to get agitated. “Please calm yourself, sir.” The receptionist reasoned. “We have no reservations for the name Jones.” “My wife made the bookings herself. Here she comes now.” A small lady walked into the lobby, pushing, pulling and carrying four heavy suitcases. She arrived at the desk.…
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Diner
The car stalled at the bottom of the hill. Adam turned the key several times, but it wouldn’t start. He locked the car securely, and set off up the hill towards where he’d seen the bright neon diner sign from the main road several minutes earlier, hoping to use their phone. Torrential rain pushed him…
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Wine
The red wine was warm, sweet and sickly. Not to his taste at all, although he pretended to enjoy it. He smiled at his companion after taking another sip. He liked this part of the chase; the teasing. He knew he would be quenching his real thirst very shortly. This is my first attempt at…