The ultra-short stories we’ve been featuring on this site in recent weeks have proved so popular with readers that we’ve decided to give you a special treat today. Here’s a brand new unpublished selection we hope you’ll enjoy.
Accuse me of nepotism if you like but I’ve got to tell you a little story. It was my birthday last week and my son Barry came to visit. We got to chatting over our coffee and my 55-word stories cropped up. Regular readers will know they’re a particular favourite of mine.
Barry has written two or three already and they’ve been featured on my website. Don’t ever tell him I said this, but he’s an accomplished singer-songwriter, guitarist and keyboard player who has released several CDs.
I suggested it was high time he contributed some more as my stocks were running a tad low. He said yes and was as good as his word. The following arrived in an e-mail the next day. Rather than publish them intermittently I’ve opted to include them all in one go here. I’ll move them over to my regular spot on my website later so my regulars can catch up with them there.
WEB OF DECEIT
He scurried into his den and waited, an almost invisible thread following him to where he waited motionless. Eight dark eyes focused on one fly in particular in the fading light. Suddenly it was caught. He called to his three buddies as he began to reel in the doomed fish. This one wouldn’t get away.
THE HAPPY PILOT
The plane circled again…the little crowd of people on the ground waved but he didn’t notice them. He vanished from view…but only for a second. ‘There he is!’ one of them shouted…trying frantically to get his attention. Had he seen them? It certainly was getting lower. He came to a stop. Now for the dodgems.
He had a problem with forgetting keys, but tonight was too important for that. Had he put them beside his paperwork? He couldn’t see from where he stood. He could only hope that someone would be there…to let him in. Introductions over, he tapped his baton and was ready. Yes, it was in E Minor.
TROUBLE IN THE WATER
I knew we were in serious trouble when she went under the water for a third time. There was nothing I could do to help her. I felt useless. I had tried to reach her but had been warned of the dangers. I couldn’t believe it when she appeared yet again…apple in mouth. We’d won!
Of all mornings to have engine trouble. First day after being promoted. New location…hell… he’d even gotten a new suit. He tried again…still nothing. He looked towards his partner. ’It’s no use; battery’s dead or something. Better call the boss’. His partner flicked a small switch on the dash. ‘Houston we have a problem.’
The Dawson boys appeared over the horizon. Those Indians were in big trouble now. The three cowboys, guns by their side, walked their horses down the street. ‘We’ll take them by surprise,’ whispered Kenny. ‘After three. One….two…’ Before he could give the final command the big Chief appeared. ‘Right boys, come on in – supper’s ready!’
I lay back in a deckchair in my back garden one sunny afternoon watching a tiny bird sitting on a fencepost with a blade of grass clutched in its beak. It flew off and returned laden with leaves and twigs. I watched her come and go all day until she’d finally built herself a nest.
I’d missed those streets where I’d played as a child. Memories of a time almost forgotten. My faithful companion always by my side every step of the way. I honestly believe it was his time in jail that stopped him ever going back. Until tonight. Eager to try once again…he opened the box of Monopoly.
They’d figured out a way to escape. The walls were high but the guard occasionally dozed off. A construction flaw in one corner meant they could find the leverage they needed to be over and away before anyone knew. It was Toby who’d ruined it. The stupid little pup had fallen over his mother’s paw!