An oldie but a goody from 2017. Enjoy.
It’s been a while but I’ve been working away in the background on my manuscripts. This is a post from way back in 2017. While I have limited time to write on here I’ll be reposting some of my favourites. Enjoy!
Thomas hated his teacher. Really hated her. Like if she never came back to school he would look forward to the rest of the year.
Continue readingGloria had been making this cake for exactly 5 years and 2 days. She remembered the date exactly because the same woman had ordered it every year, and she was someone Gloria would never forget.
Continue readingThe box was beautifully wrapped. Carefully. Exquisite tissue paper. Fine satin ribbon.
Continue readingShe crept into his room, still dark, but she knew he’d be lying awake waiting for her.
His little head popped out of the sheets as the floorboard creaked inside his door.
“I heard the shower come on,” he said, yawning. “Are you going to work?”
Continue readingThe ball rolled into the garden and Max hesitated before he got it out. The conifers had little spikes that stung his skin the last time he went in there. Also, Hilary Mclary from school said that wasps sometimes make nests in them, and if there was anything he was afraid of more than thorns, it was wasps. He didn’t want to believe her, she always said things like that and she smelled like cheese.
Continue readingShe checked the front door was locked one last time before heading to bed. It was her ritual. Make sure the meat was in the fridge for tea the next night, run the dishwasher and fill up her water bottle. Then last, always check the front door.
Continue reading“Just leave the package at the door. I’m in the middle of something.” Delilah called through her phone’s doorbell app. The delivery driver made a thumbs up to the camera and dropped the yellow envelope on her doormat.
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Lisa Lancaster 