Hold the Phone
“Is this Douglas Langille?
I gave some old stories a little love and polish. Find them here. They are my personal favourites.
“Is this Douglas Langille?
Eric thought his day would never end.
The Allfather’s daughter, shame of Asgard, fled the Great Hall and made her way through the wood to the cliff-side.
We’re not made for this damp shit and neither is our tech, thought Gil.
*If you go down in the woods today, you’re sure of a big surprise.
Hugh pressed the ‘check mail’ button again and the little closed envelop popped up, taunting him with its secrets.
School wasn’t working for me.
Everything was going according to plan.
Archie winced and swallowed.
Ellen loved her brother, of that there was no doubt.
I should have trusted my instincts.
“Damn,” Marnie said as she pulled over onto the icy soft-shoulder and got out, leaving the car running but the door ajar.