Your voice. It’s haunting and beautiful at the same time and it travels through me as if I am a tree in the woods. You make me do things that some people would consider terrible but because of your voice, I know I am doing right. You know that I can never come to your side of the bridge. It is perfect over there and seeing something as beautiful as you would be like seeing the face of god. No. I w...

The day you’ve been waiting for has finally arrived.

A lifetime of anger and a hurt so intense that no amount of medication could mask, is about to be erased.

I found you.

You left me without a second thought and put me in a place that made hell look like utopia. Did you know what kind of orphanage you were leaving me in? Did you care? No one wanted a 7yo boy. Apparently I was ‘too old’. Not t...

“What’s the most ridiculous thing you’ve believed?”

I paused for a while. Knowing that David was a religious man and had been most of his life meant that I had to consider my response. David was also a good man and someone I called a friend.

“Belief in God” I said.

“Knowing what I know now and having experienced 60 years of life on earth, I believe - and I know - that god does not exist”

Dav...

I’ve known Roy for thirty years. He was my best man at my wedding, an uncle to my two children and the best friend that anyone could ask for. Two days ago, Roy asked how I was doing and as usual I complained about my job and how I needed to make more money. Roy listened without judgement like he always did and put my worries and fears into perspective. The things that I was anxious about then seem...

Travis Cook is a broken man. He’s worked the same job for two decades, been in the same unfulfilling relationship for too long and doesn’t know how to break the cycle except to end his own life. He knows who’s to blame - his deadbeat father - and he wishes he was never born. After being locked in a storage cupboard at work as a prank, Travis knocks his head and wakes up in the year 1971 - the year...

Last week they bought in another patient in the bed next to me in ward 13.

That’s not an unusual event at a hospital and since my recovery after the accident, there’s been at least a dozen new faces in this ward alone. Mavis is her name. Looks to be in her 80’s, five foot if she’s lucky. The first thing I thought when I saw her was that it looked like she belonged in palliative care rather than ...

I was surprised at first, but looking back, it all makes sense. All this has corresponded with my brothers phone calls asking me for money. His husband had left him 12 months ago because he couldn’t deal with the crippling gambling debts and the business that they had started together had withered away due to pandemic shut downs. But why would he go missing? Has he been abducted? Has he finally do...