short stories | Lily's Writing Life

The things we do for love

‘Okay you got your stuff back can I go now?’ Aaron made for the door. James got hold of his arm. ‘Can you sell it legit?’ Aaron rolled...

Memorabilia

They'd had a lot of freedom back then. When James started building his collection. They would go anywhere and everywhere at the drop of a...

‘Where did Jamie go?’

‘Where did Jamie go?’ Who’s Jamie?’ Layla continued to clear the tables. ‘The Chef, you must remember’. ‘There’s been so many, they float...

The inheritance

As he flicked through the letters, a small, handwritten envelope caught his attention. His heart began to thump... The familiar scrawl...

After a fashion

In the 1960’s Ivy and Alan bought a shop on the Kings Road to sell second hand clothes and whatever else took their fancy. ‘After a...

Adam and Eve

She hadn't meant to scare the child; she didn’t know he was there. The barn was dark. She was hiding from The Master, he had a temper on...

Monday

As I entered Professor Althorp’s home the reek of pipe tobacco took me back to my childhood. My grandfather was also a professor, a...

The 27

She was going back to a place she'd hoped she would never see again. Her imprisonment lasted five years. Every woman who protested about...

The condition

Stan Brown was found wandering in the streets as a two-year-old child. He was taken in and raised by the Browns as one of their own. In...

Strathmore House

Betty loved her childhood home on Ancona Street. The property was built as a home for the Earl of Strathmore. His earldom had come by...