Tag: christmas
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Advent Story- Bonus Chapter
Ife slept in, absolutely wrecked with exhaustion. She and Hendrix stayed in the ice cream parlour until the small hours, and they talked about everything, making many apologies and catching up on old times. They returned to the flat at 3am, her family and friends already spread across the other three bedrooms in the house.…
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Advent Story #25 | A Love For All Time
Ife walks into the ice cream parlour, she’d seen her friends sitting around the table by the window. She’s now bathed and changed into another cashmere set, and UGGs warm her feet and wards off the cold; she’ll needs all the comfort she can muster for this conversation. It is after all, twenty-two years and…
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Advent Story #21 | THE STORM
The wind howled outside the windows. The square sits empty and looks forlorn at only 7pm when it should be brimming with life; people on their evening passagiata, men, young and old, playing chess, children frolicking by the fountain… all signs of life withdrawn and the wind whistles loudly into the quiet and eery evening.…
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Advent Story #19 | The Ultimatum
‘I’m leaving you.’ Josephine says to her husband when he walks into the parlour where she has her bags packed and is waiting on him. Nothing new there, she spent most of her life waiting on him. ‘What?’ ‘You heard me. I am leaving you Tristian and I am not coming back- ’ ‘Jo, I…
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Advent Story #16 | Rogue Children
‘I still cannot reach any of them.’ Tristan buries his head in his hands. Three days and not a word from his children. They’d left a note for him saying they had some errands to run and wouldn’t be back for some time, but that they would be in touch soon. He’d called Rellie, Zainab,…
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Advent Story #5 – Comment Section
‘Do you see what they are saying about her?’ Zoya has not stopped reading the comment section of the many tabloids in as many days. The talk with their father turned everything on its head for them, it really was not what it seemed, and she wanted to beat up every single person talking shit…
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CHRISTMAS WINDOWS – HARRODS
We’ve been here before. Where’s the story? What is the narrative? This feels cold as cold as the gold and clinical, sterile even. Yes we know; Harrods is the home of extraordinary luxury, unparalleled if you ask me, and it will not be bested on that front by a mile, but this is a Christmas…
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#8- Daddy’s Girl
‘You need to refute the story I have just been told.’ Martin says through clenched teeth over the phone to JJ. There was a time JJ would have cowered at that tone of voice from her father, literally hide behind Fenmore shaking. But something about being far away from home and an apprentice in a…
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#5 Mother Dearest
‘Have you spoken to your sister?’ Gyll asks Fen her oldest and least obstinate daughter; they are at Sotheby’s to pick up the art work she bought at auction. ‘Yes mother, I have and she is doing well and looking forward to Christmas.’ ‘She’s not taking any of my calls.’ ‘That’s nothing new.’ Fen shrugs.…