The Bar

In the end you won’t like me I suppose, it don’t bother me now anyway, I’ve just stopped caring. I mean, that’s what got us in the position we are in now anyway, so it’s old news to me. Anyway, you’re buying the drinks so I guess I owe you a good story or two. […]


The minute hand hung suspended, frozen on the clock face opposite his cubicle tantalising and quivering as if undecided on its course of action. Clay watched slowly as, balanced between the forces of gravity and inertia on the one hand and will power on the other it hung, shuddered and then fell over the small […]