Unwelcome – (Weekend Writing Prompt #163)
It wasn’t long before Bournemouths’ beaches nearest the two piers had filled with bodies of all shapes and sizes. It was bound to happen, wasn’t it? It’d been forecasted the […]
Obdurate? – (Weekly Writing Prompt #161)
Frankie, the grammarian at tonight’s Toastmasters meeting, smiled resolutely. He was adamant that he would get just the right choice, for the ‘Word of the Evening’ challenge. He had taken […]
