Sapphire
London girl currently living in a cabin in rural central Portugal with two dogs and a cat for company! Trying to embrace my fifties without feeling old.
Love me when I least deserve it, for that's when I need it most.
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Old flame in My creative writing
This is a short story I've written for a competition ... I’d just finished mopping the kitchen floor when the doorbell rang. With a sigh I put down the mop, walked into the hallway and opened th...
I know I should have felt guilty... in My creative writing
I know I should have felt guilty about stealing the money, but I really didn't know what else I could do. When I was first diagnosed with cancer, all those months ago, everyone was very kind t...
As a cloud of smoke flew back into her face ... in My creative writing
As a cloud of smoke flew back into her face Eve assessed the man standing in front of her. Even by her standards he was short and his puffed-out chest gave the impression that he was stocky too, ...
A drunken 750 words in My creative writing
750 words. That could be tricky tonight. See, we've been at the ocl town festival and I am a litt ditzy tiight. Not horrndously drunk but a little unstalbe on my fet, a ittle fuzzy of the mind. S...
You watched the old man circle the car. in My creative writing
You watched the old man circle the car. At first he kept his distance, but after a while he started moving closer and closer until he was near enough to reach out and touch you. You leaned over a...
I held her hand as we entered the church. in My creative writing
I held her hand as we entered the church. Her high heels clipped along the floor as we made our way to the pew nearest the pulpit. Church was not a comfortable place for me; I had long ago felt t...
