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It’s All About the Nails

It's a room I have seen, but never have been. A room filled with comfy reclining chairs where white, seemingly middle-class women sit, invariably talking on their cell-phones, while their feet are washed clean. Ethnically diverse women, primarily from Asia, work long shifts every day and the salon is always full. The tedium of long… Continue reading It’s All About the Nails

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That’s Ridiculous

Have you ever had that feeling that you have lost track of time? That you were a day behind. You are not alone. It happened to newly retired Suzanne too. Running a tad late Suzanne sat down, surprised to take the last vacant seat at the table for the ‘Older Singles’ group, a community group… Continue reading That’s Ridiculous

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Buying a Farm

Photo Prompt Bill Reynolds It was our chance to farm. A bargain. The work repairing the rundown greenhouse coops was exhausting. Using all our savings, it was operational in four months.   2am starts broke our resolve. Picking and packing herbs under floodlight; driving to market; the rush to set-up by 5am. Tired. Unwitting customers… Continue reading Buying a Farm

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Friday Fictioneers

PHOTO PROMPT © Fleur Lind Write a fiction story in 100 words or less based on the photo prompt. Trigger warning- this short story is dark. Explaining Why Bad day? Rindango asked, his open palm offering another refill. I nod, saying nothing. How could I explain, without opening the floodgates? Suppressing the steel ball of… Continue reading Friday Fictioneers

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Nearly Wasn’t

Phoebe feeling lazy, frowned. “I did it yesterday. Ask Darren.” Mum was insistent. “It’s your job. She’s desperate for a walk in the park.” Petra’s tail wagged, effusively. The guilt trip worked.  Phoebe and Petra were almost at the road, when Mum called from the doorway, holding out Phoebe’s coat,   “Come back. You’ll need this.”… Continue reading Nearly Wasn’t