“I say chaps! Who’s for some fried eggs?” “This is hardly the time for such a question Bertie, what with the horse dead and the girls gone.” “Well I just thought I would try and lighten the moment! A little nosh does wonders for the spirit don’t you know!” I looked at the poor dead … Continue reading The Holiday – Flash Fiction
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