The Accident

“Hurry up!” said Mavis “The sun’s shining and if we’re going to get a good spot down by the river, we’re going to have to get a move on.” “Alright, alright, I’m coming.” Replied Jim, cursing under his breath. Where had she put those bloody awful shorts she made him wear when it was warm? … Continue reading The Accident



The little New England town of Rockport was a favourite of Ross’s. He’d managed to finish a meeting early in nearby Gloucester and taken the opportunity to make the short detour up to this little fishing port. Early evening, midweek in Fall was a dream. Famous for its granite from the nearby quarries and then … Continue reading Exile