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His eyes glazed over the lake like it didn’t exist. He had a sunken, pale face and shoulders that dropped so low you could almost
COFFEE – STORY – SNAP
Snapshots of daily life paired with untold stories, spun by the imagination of a creative writer

His eyes glazed over the lake like it didn’t exist. He had a sunken, pale face and shoulders that dropped so low you could almost

A world without Coronavirus. Where social distancing is simply a matter of being British.Where a baby’s first word isn’t ‘mask’.Where Christmas is a time of

The sun rested on the luscious auburn coat of a sleeping fox. Curled in a ball, snuggled in the bosom of late afternoon. I’d never

There stood a red-bricked house, semi-detached, with a golden sheen licking its exterior. Common but beautiful. I daren’t peel my floral netted curtains any further.

Tranquillity. She deserves more attention, more respect. We’re always so busy. We don’t take lunch breaks in the park, we take them at our desk,