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Three’s a Crowd

David sat alone, watching Sue walk away from him down the hill, her hand clasped firmly by the other man in her life, and he mused how different things could have been. He had known her since childhood, in a distant sort of way. At school she had always been the inaccessible one – too bright, too beautiful, too popular – always beyond his reach. He doubted that she had even been aware of his existence read more ...

The Flower Man

Jean’s slender fingers worked deftly entwining pink and white rosebuds for a bride’s bouquet. Her glasses, perched jauntily mid-way down her nose, allowed her to hide her frequent glances at the man in the corner. He came toward the counter, his big frame quickly filling her vision. “Morning, Miss Peters. Nice to see fine weather again, isn’t it?” “Indeed it is, Mr Mavers. Goin read more ...