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Empty box

Empty box

Bessa had started work here ten years ago and her hopes for the theatre had been very different.  Today she had more hope than money.  Which wasn’t hard because she hadn’t been paid for weeks.  Her dreams were afloat.  All around Bessa were the remains of the party the staff had held for the closing … Continue reading

Blogmanay

Blogmanay

    Bessa wanted the seminary to fall to the ground.  She wanted the future to be hers and hers alone.  She didn’t want the story of her past staring at her every time she left the house.  The empty 100 rooms where priests had once trained lay empty and the high altar had a … Continue reading

Hot Food Hero (to go)

Hot Food Hero (to go)

  The café owner had a solid gold cup underneath the counter and kept it safe from customers. He served the perfect espresso in white delicate ceramic cups. The drinks were often on the house when Bessa brought in new members of staff from the theatre to be introduced to the neighbourhood. The owner was … Continue reading

The Trail

The Trail

  The cafe owner behind the theatre hid the murder weapon fast.  The handle on the long knife was chipped.  There had been a struggle.  The police were getting closer.  The cafe only had one exit, it was blocked by a line of taxis and now the sirens blared.  Flashing lights filled the cafe from … Continue reading

Tell Tales

Tell Tales

Her father had not stayed long as a Bishop after the family he created had been discovered  (the newspaper was an efficient story teller).  By now he would have been Archbishop; he would have fought for his job too, and for the seminary that closed after she was discovered as his child.  It was hard for her to … Continue reading