A conversation – Part four – Short story.

Eleni left the restaurant with her husband, Nick. They were smiling and laughing. The consumption of alcohol had been sizeable, so they took an Uber to get home. The babysitter left within minutes after reassuring them both kids had behaved properly. They ate their dinner, watched tv and then went to bed, without any fuss. …

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A conversation – short story – Part III

Eric knew he was being carried. His feet weren’t touching the floor, his wrists and ankles were tied to the chair he was sitting on, and he felt the pair of arms on holding the arms on each side. He was blindfolded and the place smelled of fresh paint. There was no other sound and …

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A conversation – short story – Part II

The THC was hitting his brain incredibly hard. Eric hadn't realized how stressed he had been. Was it the long week that had just ended or the stressful conversation he had with Lina? Perhaps a mix of both situations. So, instead of stressing further, he took a puff, his fourth, inhaled every ounce of smoke …

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Pauline…short story- deuxième partie.

Robert était assis dans son fauteuil mauve fétiche, le regard perdu dans un livre, comme il le faisait tous les matins depuis les 10 dernières années. Il ferma son livre et il jeta un coup d’œil sur sa montre ; il était onze heures et dix-sept minutes. Isabelle n’avait pas donné de signe de vie alors …

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Pauline… short story.

Pauline était assise seule, en train de siroter son thé matinal. Son regard ne faisait que flâner. Les branches des arbres étaient dénudées de leurs feuilles. L’herbe avait perdu sa vivacité. Elle sourit. La douce température avait dépassé amplement le point d’ébullition de l’eau et le soleil s’imposait telle une légion romaine dans la Gaule …

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