Author: Harlan Covington
Clara Stevens had been feeding a stray German Shepherd at the entrance of her block of flats for a year
Margaret stood at the window, watching the frost paint patterns on the glass. They said minus thirty
Every evening this ginger cat would climb onto my balcony. She’d meow like she was begging for help –
For two weeks, Molly had been hissing and scratching, keeping her owner away from the old sofa.
“I’ll call my dad,” said the girl at the front desk, pressing the phone to her chest as tenderly
“So, let’s see your country girl!” she scoffed, stepping over the threshold of the
The phone went silent. Emily stood in the middle of the kitchen, pressing it to her chest with both hands.
The long dining table was crowded with expensive dishes and self-satisfaction. Victoria set the porcelain
He held out his hand, wanting to stroke the fierce animal, but the cat jerked sideways and crawled away
“I cancelled the plumber and the pipe delivery. You can spend the weekend without water — that’ll teach









