And the words: “She had little doubt that she was about to suffer the same fate as Elizabeth.” – Midnight Pleasures With A Scoundrel – Lorraine Heath
This story was written for the 50 Word Thursday challenge:
Kirstie was suspicious when the guy she’d been dating asked to meet her on the Jackson bridge. It was there they’d found her sister’s shoe and a fragment of her fingernail. Her body was discovered a mile downstream. They’d said she’d jumped. Kirstie never believed it.
As she turned up, he was already there smiling, his perfect grin that had attracted her now looked sinister.
She had little doubt that she was about to suffer the same fate as Elizabeth.
Luckily, she was prepared and a blackbelt at Judo. Her attacker sailed over her head and into the canal below.
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As she saw the phone memories flooded back. Standing frantically dialing for assistance while outside a man pulled out a knife.
changed that day. world
Luckily, the police came in time, the Phone Box Killer was caught and she ended up marrying the policeman that rescued her.
This story was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales:
Twittering Tales #132 – 16 April 2019
You carved our name into the wood,
our initials are still where they once stood,
but where are you? Where did you Go?
Life gave hope, then death took a blow.
I have searched in a hopeless
to capture again, what was once the best.
from those careless words umbrage
Tis better to have loved and lost? Totally absurd.
by Fate and her
my future destiny has unfurled,
This will remain an
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 16/January/2019
FOWC with Fandango — Umbrage
Monday dawns again
Is there any other day
As full of promise?
I hope your Monday doesn’t disappoint. 🙂
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 09/July/2018
From fearful fortunes of fate, we shield
Ourselves and those we love so dear.
We hide behind our doors all sealed
And wait for yet another year.
We alone create the peace we crave
We alone can fight the craven fear
Where are our warriors, so brave?
They are unknown, they are not here.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 25/May/2018