I met my estranged sister after two decades and I have to say that we cried quite shamelessly in the middle of the plaza. Growing up, we were almost inseparable until our parents’ acrimonious divorce dropped the figurative Grand Canyon between us. I still remember her as an eight-year-old, the last time I saw her,… Read More Reunion
Nero stared at the bleeding man bound to the worktable. The man grunted and moaned pitifully, his sobs choked by a ball-gag fastened around his mouth. He was missing fingers in both his hands. Scratches, welts, and bruises covered his naked torso. Nero looked at the poll results on an encrypted website, ‘We have a… Read More Comeuppance
It was a convention like none other – men and women from different countries had come together to find themselves the perfect job and the perfect partner. Few were nursing drinks, and a few were just loitering around, but almost everyone had their eyes peeled, searching for that one soul they could connect with. Nero… Read More Match Made In Heaven
I’m but a child watching a chess game. I can see the players concentrating hard, thinking five, six, even ten steps ahead. Moves and countermoves, bluffs and double bluffs. One troop here, another there – all maneuvers towards the end goal. Towards the big prize. Big wins requires big sacrifices. I see the pawns lying… Read More Gambit
‘ I was born here, in this very castle. They named me under this domed roof. I used to play hide and seek in the hidden corridors behind the alcoves. I fell in love under this roof, married and made love to my beloved, welcomed our first child… so many good memories.’ He smiled wryly, ‘It was… Read More Reincarnated(?)
I look out, and see them just standing there, not speaking, accusing, tormenting. The bag with the money, and the gun lies on the bed. The reason and the reason. My head starts pounding. They are still there. The peal grows louder. Only option – apology. Break. Window. Jump.
‘Grandmother, what is it?’ ‘It’s a magic mirror, love. It shows what your heart really wants.’ ‘Really?’ ‘Well, that’s what my grandmother’s grandmother told her.’ ‘Have you taken a peek?’ ‘But of course, love. Quite the few times.’ ‘Did it truly show your heart’s desire?’ ‘That’s my little secret, love. Do you want to take… Read More Mirror, Mirror! – Friday Fictioneers