You’ve been asking me to finish the tale I began for a bit now. What with one thing or another I haven’t had a chance, so- I told you before I listened in when Siobhan told her grandson of her adventures with the fair folk. I ended it where she’d paused – when...
After the excitement in the village square, Shaun and Fiona and the whole Hughes crew head off to the train station to pick up their middle child Shannon from boarding school. Shannon spent the whole year in Cromwell and everyone was looking forward to the whole...
by Ash Czarnota The town square was buzzing with the titillate murmurs of all of Evening Shire gathered before Shaun. It was a beautiful day, but Shaun was being cooked by the high noon sun beating on the crown of his head. He looked toward Fiona who gave an...
by Ash Czarnota “Gavin! Oi, Gavin!” Shaun flagged down the boyish Vicar Gavin Evans from the street. Gavin was sitting on a nearby bench writing feverishly in a wooden bound journal. He looked up at Shaun, his stream of consciousness clearly broken but the boy didn’t...
by Ash Czarnota Shaun left Colin’s shop and made a b-line for the St. George pub. As much as he hated to admit it, the logic of the matter did indeed add up. The St. George had fallen on a rough patch as of late and Mandy was not a cheap date by any stretch of the...
by Ruth Hymel and Ash Czarnota Shaun felt very awkward. Sometimes when he felt uncomfortable his nose itched. It was itching him badly now. A fierce monologue was playing out in his head: It’s only fair to ask Colin about the necklace. Of course he didn’t steal it,...
