Harlan Covington

The silence outside the window was unbroken until, for the first time in years, her voice pierced through it.

*The Shadow of Yesterday* “If it weren’t for you, we’d be living properly by now!”

The Best Before Date Yesterday’s dawn in a quiet market town on the outskirts of the Lake District greeted

Gerald stood by the window of his flat in Manchester, watching schoolchildren rush down the frosty morning street.

**The Summer in the Basement** It started with a crash. The kind that leaves your ears ringing—like a

**Just Someone Nearby** That bench in the little park on Camden Street used to be lively in the summer—schoolkids

When Joy Arrived The late March gloom hung thick as Michael trudged home after his shift. He always walked

Alice grew up like a weed by the roadside—unloved, unnoticed, uncared for. No warmth, no kindness, not

When Everything Went Quiet Without a Sound When the door slammed, William didn’t flinch. He sat on an

The letter arrived in an ordinary grey envelope, with no return address. The handwriting was unfamiliar—uneven