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What difference do three minutes make.... ?

What difference do three minutes make.... ?

What difference do three minutes make? For most people, nothing of any significance, for me, it determined the course of my life.  I felt myself perspiring, this deep rooted anger flooding back. Fortunately my line of thought was interrupted when Tony walked in. ‘How was the weekend?’ he asked. I looked up. ‘Business is fine’ I replied, ‘but there are still discrepancies, surprisingly more shortages in the nightclub than in the casino.’ Tony put his arm around me. ‘That’s why I’m so lucky to have found you little brother. Catch the culprits and make sure they’ll never do it again.’...

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A Betrayal Of The Worst Kind...

A Betrayal Of The Worst Kind...

They met on the pier, where the sound of the waves on the beach drowned out their voices from anyone who may be passing. Jim Fourier liked this particular spot, he could see most of the town from here and, if anyone approached, he would have plenty of time to get rid of any evidence. “I take it you have been given the target?” asked the man who had joined him. Jim didn’t know his name but they had met many times before. “Of course,” he replied stoically, “you have my money?” The man pulled a manila envelope from his...

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Car With A View. Evelyn closed her eyes and let out a little groan...

Car With A View. Evelyn closed her eyes and let out a little groan...

Dr. David Wright slowly opened his eyes as he awoke from his sleep. The first thing he saw was the beautiful face of his wife Evelyn, which was about 6 inches away from his. He watched her as she slept on and thought how at peace she looked. As he studied her, a small tear formed in his eye and rolled down his cheek. David quickly wiped away the tear as Evelyn started to stir. “Morning darling” said David. Evelyn didn’t answer, but she smiled and lifted her arm out from under the sheets and put her hand on David’s...

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The Times Music Bar, a short story about 'Thick Mick'.

The Times Music Bar, a short story about 'Thick Mick'.

‘Listen, the sooner we get to the bottom of this the sooner you can go home,’ the sergeant calmly but firmly demands. ‘Thick Mick, why did you hit the bouncer?’ ‘You’ve got a nerve arresting us’ Thick Mick mutters back. ‘And don’t call me Thick  Mick.’ ‘Relax’ says Les, Mick’s friend and partner in crime. ‘The sergeant is only doing his job.’ Mick had received his nickname because he was tough and thick skinned, not because of his mental shortcomings. But perhaps to some, that was arguable. ‘The bouncer attacked me, so I smacked him in the face. Self defence,...

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Lady Of The Lake, a story of mystery and wonder...

Lady Of The Lake, a story of mystery and wonder...

  The air and lake were calm and stillAll you could hear was the birds high shrillThe flamingos stood on their matchstick legsThey were feeding on shrimps within the lakes dregs. I lay on my back and looked up at the skyBlack headed seagulls flying on highThe pink flamingos were down belowThey were striking a pose, putting on a show.  The sun was warm upon my faceAs I rested my mind in another placeThen a vision I did seeA beautiful woman appeared to me.  She was tall and slim and scantily cladMy heart beat faster than it ever hadHer skin looked...

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