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By Hadassah Williams He wants to talk, so you offer to drive. At least this gives you something to do with your hands as you don't know what they'll do if they remain idle. If all at once you remember everything, and slap him open-palmed across his face. Or worse, you forget, and run your fingers along his jaw, letting them linger in the small dent behind his ear.  Maybe if you had eaten he and his text messages would have remained unanswered. You wouldn't have felt the nee

A short story by Denisa Dobrovodová   It was a miserable morning, like almost every other one, when Sara heard the cry of her firstborn and rose to consciousness on an ancient mattress covered in sweat and piss. She stayed lying there with her eyes closed for just a little longer, attempting to gather the strength to face the day. She was twenty years old but appeared older, the beauty of her fair skin contrasted with her dark brown hair and the fullness of her body was accen

By Beth Hurst A series of short stories Firecrackers   As we pulled onto the pavement outside our house, I could see our neighbours standing in their driveway. My father shifted in his seat and braked slowly. "It happened this morning," he said without looking at me. "Michael told me a few weeks ago his dad wouldn't last if he kept drinking like he did." Michael was there with his older, fatter brother, the one my mother sometimes pointed out to me when we walked past the ba