A lasting bond

A lasting bond

It all started with a couple in wedding outfits in a car…

The tin cans trailing behind the car made such a racket that after several miles on the main road Martine couldn’t stand it any longer. The pandemonium was enough to raise the dead. Letting out an explosive breath that did little to ease her annoyance, she pulled into a lay-by, cut the engine and climbed out. (…)

Read the short story by Alan McCluskey on Secret Paths Story Fragments.