Thursday 30th April 2015
The visitor was not Findlay’s brother. All thoughts of telling the screws disappeared with the crack of the monster’s knuckles and his dead green stare. The stranger sat in the centre of the three seats facing him.
Friday 27th March 2015
“Voila,” Joan said. She stood at the door and hustled Colin into Susan’s old room.
Tuesday 11th November 2014
Frank’s hyperdrive bike lay upturned and out of commission in Engineering. Busted chain. That meant his route to the mini-market had to be by transporter beam. Multi-hop, lamppost to lamppost. And this planet was hot.