She’s a lanky ENABLING lady

With long black hair

She wears a TALL pointy Hat

Her nose is a slight crook

Not exactly pretty

She is a GENEROUS soul

She gives out candy to those who dare knock!

SPARCE is evil in her heart

She maybe a witch but she’s a GOOD Witch...

Josh had landed a job working in finance in his early twenties. He felt so lucky the hedge fund company he worked for , had picked him up. Josh was a child of a single mother and spent his childhood in an area that wasn’t he best.

Even thought he had many responsibilities both in and out of work, he always made time to volunteer at the soup kitchen near his house. He also was involved in a mentor ...

The long, meandering queue stretches beyond them like the River Nile. She can feel Eva’s quick, small slippery palm escaping from her own prying, desperate grasp. Her own fingers clutch, but falter. It’s too late. The echoing moment of calm that has passed between them only seconds ago, shatters.

“Mummy!” Eva’s voice rings out like an alarm bell and Kara’s heart falters, squeezes with that famili...

Robyn stretched the bowstring back. Her eyes focussed on the hay practice dummy and the red and white painted target. A large target on the chest and a smaller target on the head. She let loose the arrow and it burst through the air and struck home. She smiled and this followed a round of applause from eager trainees.

Here in this sparse forest, away from all the hustle and bustle of the city, sh...

They say you’re generous. You give, even when no one wants. But I know the truth. The truth you hide.

Your actual compassion is sparse. You do things only when you can get praise. Only when you are on top, the controller.

Enabler. That’s your other game. Manipulate and tease until you get your will. You’re not a victim when you enjoy it.

I know you.

Do you know yourself?...

Edmund was a shortish, brainy-ish, happy sort of chap. Friendly and immensely gregarious, he was slightly overweight, somewhat out of breath, bespectacled and secretly balding. In a side wind his head resembled a sparsely feathered sparrow chick hiding under a ski jump.

Edmund did like to organise a party. His favourite venue was his generously proportioned back garden and he invariably spared no...

Grass tickled her feet, the damp pasture of morning cool, a welcoming chill against her skin.

Sun peaked up over the horizon, up over the trees, throwing long beams of golden light through the canopies, through the low twisting mist and out over the meadow.

She breathed in the fresh, delicate air.

The smooth warmth of the new day sent tingles down her arms, and she ran a hand over them, over t...

“Hey Johnnie, come here. Can I help you with your homework?” asked the balding teacher.

“I don’t understand this assignment at all.” said Johnnie.

“What don’t you understand?”

“We’re learning genetics in biology and there’s two words—genotype and phenotype. The definition of each word confuses me.” said Johnnie.

“Let’s look up the definitions on the internet. Type in each word with the word...

On both sides the lawn mowers hummed. Dust clouds where luscious grass once shone emerald. The heavy scent filled the air, cut grass. A pleasant smell but a reminder of a lost habitat. She stood in her own world. In the middle of it all. Her own sanctuary of wild uncut lawn. Bees hummed and drifted in and out of flowers, pollen dusting the petals as they left. Small delicate butterflies danced to ...

Ella spared small glances from the corner of her eye at the man beside her. As always, she found it difficult to read his emotions. His face was placid, not giving away even a hint of what he was feeling inside.

“Adam?”, she tested. Her voice was wobbly and unsteady, a dead giveaway of the hesitance she felt.

Her husband didn’t spare her a glance, his eyes firmly locked on the road in front of...