I arrived back from my “working holiday” in Manchester last night. My family came back home 4 days earlier so it was great to see my three ‘women’ again!
I will catch up with all your blog’s and stories etc as soon as I can.
APOLOGIES TO COL BURY FOR NOT CATCHING UP WITH HIM!!! See you in August, mate!
To get me back into the swing of things, I thought I would post a short piece that was kindly published by the lads at Thrillers, Killers ‘n’ Chillers on 17th September 2009.
I am working on some new writing and will be posting some stories shortly.
I look down at the gun in my hand, having no idea how and why it got there and why there was a faint smell of cordite still emanating from the end of the barrel.
I’m sat in my living room, the television showing that there was an imminent end to the current life of bad weather and recession.
A sudden searing pain in my stomach snatches my attention away from the television and I put my hand to my midriff where blood is now flowing freely.
Behind me, beyond the kitchen I hear the back door slam shut and it’s only then that I notice the photograph on the coffee table in front of me.
Through blurring vision I can just make out my secretary and I in a position most commonly favoured by mans best friend – “Oh fuck…………”
Outside my wife walks away from our house, tears in her eyes, while the life slowly drains from mine.
You know the drill…..