This incredible story was related by Lance Corporal Sidney Reed, who was a prisoner of the Nazis during the Second World War at Lamsdorf, Stalag VIIIB / 344, in Poland, and at the labour camp E166 at Saubsdorf quarry, Czechoslovakia.
– a whirling mass of vapors is unhinged, shooting through outer space for an infinity until it collides with an ellipsis which does not let go, and after another infinity, the vapors boil into fire clouds...
Death? Seen him. Loads of times. Average height. Brownish hair. Couldn’t tell you what colour his eyes are but I can tell you he’s nothing special to look at.
I have told Eileen to get rid of all the mirrors. I used to like them but I certainly don’t now. Mirrors are too honest. There is only so much truth a woman can take.
When I close my eyes we’re all still alive and it becomes obvious then what the gods want from us.
According to family lore, exactly forty weeks after my father won the prestigious and fiercely contested GravyLog® Pet Food account for his advertising agency, I was born.
Stella came from over the mountains. From a place battered by the lash of the wind and buffeted by the lifting soil.
The love song began its life, not with a fanfare or a crash of cymbals, but instead with a knock at a door.
I start wearing the family dog, a mini-sheltie, a little Lassie, in an unbleached cotton baby sling across the front of my body like a messenger bag, a few weeks shy of fall.
Heat shimmered in waves across the Valley of the Kings as the merciless sun baked the desert sands into clay.
Cindy Thomas was tuned in to her police scanner as she drove through the Friday-morning rush to her job at the San Francisco Chronicle.
In one of the most bizarre cases in recent history, a wild-haired young boy, estimated to be between six and eight years old, was discovered living on his own in the Ramapo Mountain State Forest near the suburb of Westville.
India – although it could just as easily be Thailand, or Cambodia, or Colombia.
Laura rearranged the hydrangeas that adorned the end of each pew.
She had tried to return the book. As soon as she realized it had been left behind, she’d picked it up and rushed after its extraordinary owner.
It had been three days since my friend disappeared and I was starting to think the worst might have happened.
It’s past midnight and the lights along the pier are jumping points of static, reflected in silver glimmers on the sea.
Most of life’s defining moments happen unexpectedly; sometimes they slide past you completely unnoticed until afterwards, if at all.
Something clicked in the house and he froze, looking towards the closed door, his heart racing. Had it been the front door? Had someone come in?
The industrial sliding doors heaved open to a burst of bitter alpine air, a dizzying flurry of snow, and a barrage of hoarse cries