Healthcare worker from Oxfordshire. Author of ten books including Drinking Poetry and Game of Mass Destruction. Travelled to over 20 countries.
Fishman Chapter Nine
I think about the dream I had last night. It’s just a dream, it’s not and it never will be a flashback: Kathleen had no bad bone in her body. I’m not a gambling man, but if I was, I would bet that Kathleen was a superior angel in heaven. The world feels empty without her. The kindness she showed towards all of us is something that I will never forgot.
Fishman Chapter Eight
“Hi Bobby!” Sarah smiles at me as if we were still married. From the way she holds me hands and pecks my cheek, makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. I can never bring myself to hate her, even after her betrayal. A part of my soul still lives within her. Seeing her again for the first time in years just makes me want to smile.
Fishman Chapter Seven
“Bobby, do you think she will be okay?” Shrugging my shoulders, I lock the door behind me and toss the keys in the cabinet. “I don’t know.”
Fishman Chapter Six
Kathleen left everything to Ruth when she died. She had already given me all her video games before she became poorly. It’s been years since I stood in front of this house. I can feel an eerie breeze down my neck as flock of leaves blow by my chest.
Fishman Chapter Five
Ruth wasn’t at home when we knocked on the door, so we called in at my cousin, Annie. She lives in a semi-deserted village called Woodburn. Her house is opposite the small church where she got married. There’s nothing exceptional about the church besides the crooked and lifeless tree standing besides it. The roof of the church is falling apart, and nothing’s grown on that tree since I last came here for her wedding.
Fishman Chapter Four
Grandpa demands that I go straight to his house. As he’s head of the family, I can’t say no to him. His house isn’t far from the train station. You can see the castle ruins from his bedroom window.
The Impossible Tree
My parents wouldn’t let me marry Harry. So, when they died in a car crash, I asked my granddad for his permission. He gave us his blessing. The only thing I remember about the church was the crooked tree tilting besides it.
Fishman Chapter Three
Shivering to the bone. Itching all over till I bleed. This must be the end. There’s got to be an end to this vomiting. Yawning, I fall back on the bed. Todd sits me up and brushes a cold glass against my mouth.