Short Fiction – Three Weeks In Mexico

Short Fiction – Three Weeks In Mexico

 Everyone said that Paul was born under a lucky star. The sun followed him wherever he went. There was seldom a dark cloud. He was loved. His friends were strong and his enemies weak. He’d seen death. Some friends. Some family. It shook him but it didn’t stop him from...
This I Believe

This I Believe

   “Alice laughed. ‘There’s no use trying,’ she said. ‘One can’t believe impossible things.’ I daresay you haven’t had much practice,’ said the Queen. ‘When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day....
Double Sevens

Double Sevens

  With a little luck I will turn double sevens in a few months. Seven is a magical number. The Catholic Church considers seven the age when a child’s capacity to reason is sufficient to allow that child to receive communion. For me it was a bit different. It was the...