Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon

Starting Over

Cassie was swallowed up by dark fug. In the swirling bowels of the cellar bar, strobe lights punched flashes of light into her retinas. She lurched towards his familiar outline, but he vanished. She bumped hard into a young girl.             ‘Not to worry. I’m good,’ said the lass, as she waved and gyrated away […]

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Happy Days

I shuffle across to the shower and try not to look at my marbled legs. Trembling, I clutch the grab rail; this is all getting too hard. I’m startled by the doorbell. It’s sod’s law, I don’t see anyone from one day to the next and the one time someone calls by I’m naked. If

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