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Cartons of Crystal: Friday Fictioneers

Sarah stood looking at the packing cartons. Two held kitchen ware, one a dinner service, eight were books, three office, one clothes whilst the remaining eighteen boxes were marked crystal. Why had she kept all this crystal? They never used … Continue reading

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Sacrifice: Friday Fictioneers

The masked men dragged Griselda through the stream, soiling her long white gown.   She refused to walk until whips lashed her back, forcing her to crawl upward to escape their stinging punishment. At the top the High Priest grabbed her. … Continue reading

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Conquering the Blue Mountains: Friday Fictioneers

The three men looked back at Gregory’s farm. Greg’s wife waved from the verandah, the smallest of his three children clinging to her skirt. He turned, brushing a tear from his eye. The pack horses were laden with six weeks … Continue reading

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Remembering Towton Battle: Friday Fictioneers

“Lord Towton I just adore your house and that sculpture.” The American tourist pointed to the large chain mail upside down helmet. “Thats a memorial to the downed men of  Towton Battle. Come see the dining room.” They entered a … Continue reading

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Too Late: Friday Fictioneers

The young boy lived up the road.  Whenever I saw him he seemed to droop, never looking at you, his brow a field of ridges and furrows and his shoulders sagged. He never smiled and the most response from him … Continue reading

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Dressed for the Ball: Friday Fictioneers

“Joan was trying to hide she was pregnant, so she invented the farthingale.” “Are you sure about that?”  “Absolutely.” “Are you pregnant?” “Absolutely not.”  The hors d’oeuvres were offered but Abigail could not reach the tray to take one. “You’re … Continue reading

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Family Dinner: Friday Fictioneers

  I stood and looked at the remains of the dinner party I’d thrown for the family. Chairs were hurriedly pushed back and skewed. Most of the time Alan had sat with his back to our Dad’s new wife. At … Continue reading

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