the long and short of it
tiny blessings
Greg is in the middle of stepping out the door when he finds his foot hovering over a small bundle wrapped in a worn, hand-knitted blanket.
Oh no, he thinks. Not again.
your heart is a space
they say
your heart
is as big as
your fist
but mine is
bigger on the inside…
prelude to an adventure
The last thing Kingsley was expecting on a sunny, but cool, Tuesday morning was to find himself toe to nose with a particularly silky black cat.
a dark and stormy business
It was a dark and stormy night, and Edgar Gaunt had been standing on the doorstep, rain pelting down the back of his jacket, for seven and a half minutes.