Dear Hannah• Part 1

Eight years. And we made a mess of them all. Even the ones we weren't together. But I guess we were never really together. Not technically. I loved you. And I'm pretty sure you loved me. But we weren't together. We were never in the same place. Always coming from a different direction. Looking for...

Ocean Palm Hotel

He hadn’t moved all afternoon, guitar cradled against his chest. He’d played a note every now and then but mostly he just ran his fingertips along the strings as he watched people pass by below. He peeled its wooden body from his skin as he slouched a little further down on the lounge chair, an...

Trains and Tutus

Ryan’s heart sinks when he hears the whistle. He hasn’t even reached the escalators yet, there’s no way he’s going to make it. He’ll never live it down if he's late and misses the show. But his feet keep moving forward, over and down the metal steps, too hard to stop once momentum kicks in....

Flash: Rooftops

'You can see everything from up here.' I grab for Jimmy's shirt as he leans forward, hips against the ledge and his top half leaning out, looking down to the street three storeys below. 'Geez, Jim. Come on. Quit fooling around.' I yank him back, hard as I can. We have a lot of gear...