SHORT STORIES COLLECTION
THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE RAMSGATE TUNNELS
Sunny was lying on the floor, staring at the glare of sunlight reflecting off his jazzy marbles, when sirens begun intoning their chant of war, presaging the advent of an unprecedent threat. Few seconds later Sunny’s mum broke into his room with terror in her eyes.
“Hurry up Sunny, we’ve got to get out of here,” Sunny’s mum said, panting.
BLACK MONEY MATTERS
“Honey, wouldn’t it be nice to have a human servant?” Barbara set her metallic voice on lovely wife mode.
“What? Did they not become extinct in 2100?” Dexter turned off the New New York Times’ front page projected from his eyes and scanned Barbara’s pink face.
“Apparently not.” Her immaculate teeth glinted in the sunlight.
After running his truth test, Dexter raised his thick black brows. “Who told you that?”
“Mrs. Bolt—” she tilted forward across the kitchen table, then whispered, “she told me a rocket ship coming from Earth landed yesterday—”
GINGER GIRL’S RACE AGAINST TIME
The Prague Spring, 1969
A goodbye kiss and a wristwatch. That’s all Theresa's parents gave her before drenching themselves in gasoline and lighting a match. The five-year-old girl stared in horror at them, who screamed against Czechoslovaks giving in to the Communist normalisation. In that moment, she felt like time halted. She could no longer hear the deafening rumble of the Russian tanks advancing towards Wenceslas Square, nor could she smell the stench of smoky flesh in the air.