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THE END OF THE NIGHT – A SHORT STORY BY GERARD MCKEEVER

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It was last orders when the prophet returned. The streets were silent, a Thursday mist creeping off the Solway and up the Nith valley. ‘Warm night for the time of year,’ we kept… Continue reading →

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SITKA SPRUCE – A SHORT STORY BY GERARD MCKEEVER

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The trees had all changed since Arthur was last in Tynron. Twenty-four years became a generation as he smelled the sappy evergreens standing in rows. His hands bristled for the sensations of bark… Continue reading →