Will Carmichael is visiting his father who lives in a nursing home. One word which his father keeps repeating, holds the power to change Will's life. During his journey to uncover the word's meaning, Will makes discoveries that affect both him and his father.
Alex Mandeville hesitated. Was this really the right house? The rest of the houses on the street were the usual shabby semis with overgrown gardens. It was the same everywhere. The owners were too old to be bothered with gardening and DIY, and their tenants were too resentful, too busy in their working lives. The building he was standing in front of was a wreck, but the gravelled front garden looked immaculate with its well-tended flower tubs. He could see where the gravel had been raked recentl
“What the hell are you watching?” The tone was one of amused disbelief.
Tony turned from watching the TV to see Geoff standing in the doorway.
“Food porn.”
“What?”
Tony sniggered. “It's kinda like the name suggests. Watching some media chef or another preparing something you'd never dream of trying yourself in a month of Sundays. Or eating, for that matter. Fantasy food.”
Geoff came and sat down next to his boyfriend on the sofa. Together, they watched the next few minut
A response to prompt 392 forms the next chapter about Tony and Geoff. I'm also writing a response to 628 which is working up to be one of my dystopian tales.
Such succulent, brightly hued word paintings. They ping off the page, each and every one. Bright orange treasure is my favourite, it's vibrancy enhanced wonderfully by the withered, bent greyness of the next. Perfect.