Author: Harlan Covington
The Cupboard and the Scales
She wasn’t rummaging in the cupboard for nostalgia, but for a jar of pi…
The Cupboard and Scales So, she wasnt heading into the cupboard for nostalgia, honestlyit was just for
I Saw It All
She was closing out the till in Accounts when her manager poked her head out of the of…
I saw it myself She was closing up the tills in the accounts office when her manager poked her head out
Once a month Evelyn Smith clutched a bin bag to her chest, pausing by the noticeboard outside the lift.
The Stranger Who Changed Hearts Simply by Entering the RoomAt the school reunion, an unfamiliar woman
The Empty Bench
Sergey Petrovich rested his thermos on his knees, checking the lid for leaks—old ha…
An Empty Bench This afternoon, I placed my flask on my lap and fiddled with the lidjust in case it leaked.
My father-in-law believed we would always support him. My husband grew up in a cheerful, loving family.
Ever since our son got married, he barely wants to visit us anymore. Now hes always round at his mother-in-laws
I cried for ages.Not quietly, not holding it in but like people do when theyve been tough for far, far too long.
At sixty-two, I never expected to fall in love again with the reckless abandon Id felt in my youth.
Mum ended up on the street with three kids! Our dad nicked mums money from selling the flat and did a runner.







