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Escape

This is Chapter 12 of my book “Follow the Light” And we are off, bleary-eyed, into the Ayrshire morning. Emmy looks gorgeous, her short blonde hair and a smile that I would never tire of seeing. My car sitting on the street coughs up a cloud of exhaust fumes as I turn the key. AContinue reading “Escape”

Night Shift

Eddie drove down the main road, music playing loud. He was sure he was the only guy in Ayrshire playing 90s rock down the back roads. Definitely the only one still using  CDs. What was it they called his favourite bands now? Classic rock. Fuck off. Jean had been saying,“Why not just go the wholeContinue reading “Night Shift”

Ayrshire Light

I was dreaming last night.About you.And me. We were walking to our house,  under the Scottish sun.Its warmth.Light. Ayrshire light.  Leading us home. We walked hand in hand. The house sat on its own.In a clear, empty field.An endless sky above, clouds rolling across its deep blue. A gravel path.A garden alive with colours.Up the step. TheContinue reading “Ayrshire Light”

Escape

This is some of the writing from my story ‘Follow the Light’ And we are off, bleary-eyed, into the Ayrshire morning. Emmylooks gorgeous, her short blonde hair and a smile that I wouldnever tire of seeing. My car sitting on the street coughs up a cloud of exhaust fumesas I turn the key. A fewContinue reading “Escape”