Alex Maher
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G'day I hope you enjoy my stories.
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Stories (6/0)
Hail to the King
Jonathan’s heart thumped as he hung up the phone. He scanned through the email again. The cat was rubbing around his feet purring, hoping for a feed no doubt. The birds had awoken in full song as dawn threatened to illuminate the stillness outside. But bugger the hour, it didn’t matter. He scraped the wooden chair across the tiled floor. He didn’t take his eyes of the email. He sat, and scanned every word again, blinking in disbelief.
By Alex Maher4 years ago in Horror
Teaching junior
Big John Miller loved Sundays. That was when young John Miller junior would come over and hang out in the shed with Ol' Grandad. The girls, his wife of fifty-three years, Margaret and his daughter Phillipa would be inside getting Sunday dinner ready. They would be chopping and preparing vegetables and cakes for dessert. They would be talking about whatever girls talked about when they chopped and prepared, and he would get to hang out with John Junior for the day.
By Alex Maher4 years ago in Horror
Batman’s Clock
Coffee. I needed coffee. The irresistible urge to caffeinate, so the power of cognitive thought is regained. That need so strong, you’d step on people, push and shove them out of the way, if it wasn’t for polite society. ‘Vive la revolution’ I say. Don’t get in the way of me and my coffee or there will be trouble. Don’t get in my way or–
By Alex Maher4 years ago in Horror
