Alison M Thompson
Trying to make the world a better place one letter at a time.
Paul stood outside the smart white door, and looked at his waTch. Nearly nine o clock. Any minute now the door would open and Sarah would be there to greet him, smiling sweetly as she always did. ...
As I opened the door silence wrapped itself around me like a fleece blanket. The house was empty and I was alone. Married just three months, our roles as husband and wife were not the loving equal...
It was nearly Christmas, and I was out buying the last few bits of plastic for my nieces. Walking along the high street, dodging frantic shoppers and sticky-faced children, I almost fell over t...
When I was a child, one of my favourite parts of Christmas was opening my stocking. My dad wore knee high thin woollen socks and every Christmas Eve my brother and I took a sock each, pinned a pape...
We met in a cafe off the high street. His blurry profile photo had shown dark hair, chubby cheeks and a friendly smile and while the cheeks were a little chubbier in real life, I wasn't disappointe...
Gregoire Lecroix rolled the smooth Lycra stocking up his long lithe leg and frowned. There was a tiny hole in the stocking, just below the knee. They'd have to go in the bin. He sighed in exaspera...
"So are we going to do it, or what?"
Melissa had dreamt about living in Rose Cottage ever since she was a child, when she'd walked past the house on her way to school. Every morning she'd stand on tiptoes to peek into the garden, w...
Christine had worked for Lindman and Co for over thirty years now. She’d joined as a secretary, working part time in the typing pool when her youngest child had started school, and was now PA to th...
"Mum, have you seen my leg warmers?" Abby shouted up the stairs. It was Tuesday, and Tuesday meant dancing, and there was no way she was going to her lesson without her favourite pair of leg warmer...
I’d just finished mopping the kitchen floor when the doorbell rang. With a sigh I put down the mop, walked into the hallway and opened the door. I gasped. “Oh my God …” For there, larger than life ...
"Sweetheart, what did you bury in the garden?" "Nothing. What? I don't know what you thought you saw, but I wasn't doing anything." "But I saw you out there. You had a spade. There was a hole. You ...
Stalker relationship .... Woman meets man at coffee shop, childhood sweethearts? One time work colleagues? Love of her ire anyway. They Go to museum, restaurant, gig ... Finally bump into each othe...
Giorgio scans the beach, looking for a vacant spot amongst the sunbathing crowds. Where can we sit, he asks himself. Where can we sit where one will notice us? He sets off down the beach, his rotun...
Name? Age? Place of birth? Residence? Occupation? Appearance? Dress? Strengths? Weakness? Obsessions? Ambition? Work habits? Hobbies? Illness? Family? Parents? Kids? Siblings? Friends? Pets? Politi...
1. Two men , moved to Brighton from Brazil (??) because they were persecuted for being gay
‘A woman on a bus today carried her Pekinese dog inside her handbag. It had a red bow on its head that matched her sweater.’
A story set in the world of boudoir photography ... Linked with Shakespeare quote "Reasons are as plentiful as blackberries"
Amy had been gone for three days and I’d not heard a word from her. Nothing, nada, nil. I simply didn’t understand what had gone wrong.
My son Daniel was diagnosed with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder when he was six, but I'd know there some something wrong long before that. He was a fretful and anxious baby who rarely sle...
One cold January afternoon I had to take my son to our local police station. When we arrived we were told it was a voluntary visit, but that if we'd refused to go Daniel would have been arrested a...
I've been watching them for years, the old couple up the road. Every day they walk past my house on their way to the newsagents to get their copy of the Daily Mail. As they totter up the street hol...
Mary dragged the last box out of the garage and turned to face Brian. "Let's face it," she said, "you just have too much stuff."
"No. I'm not doing it. I'm looking after too many people as it is. It's getting dangerous!" Trudy said. "You give me one more and that will be the one that breaks the camel's back!"
The summerhouse at the bottom of the garden was secluded, and far enough from the house to avoid distractions. Painted a pleasing shade of vintage blue, the large windows along three sides let in t...
I know I should have felt guilty about stealing the money, but I really didn't know what else I could do.
As a cloud of smoke blew back into her face Eve assessed the man standing in front of her. Even by her standards he was short and his puffed-out chest gave the impression that he was stocky too, th...
You watched the old man circle the car. At first he kept his distance, but after a while he started moving closer and closer until he was near enough to reach out and touch you. You leaned over and...
I held her hand as we entered the church. Her high heels clipped along the floor as we made our way to the pew nearest the pulpit. Church was not a comfortabe place for me; I had long ago felt that...
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