Ann shivered as she walked back to her desk from lunch. Even for winter, the office felt unnaturally cold, and the chicken soup she’d had for lunch had done little to warm her. She pushed through the fire doors separating the office from the canteen and looked across the room. Not surprisingly, she was...
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No Escape
The baker’s eyes narrowed as he examined the stranger in the flickering candle-light. It was almost five o’clock, closing time, and this man would be the last customer of the day. He had an average build and height, but wore a hooded cloak which cast a shadow across his face. He also wore an...
Tayto
“So, um, where did you get the name Tayto?” It was the question they always asked. Not right after you met them, but after a while. Eventually there’d be a gap in the conversation, the club’s music would be between songs, and they’d throw it out there. It had taken this girl about five...