He looked above the blood red, eastern horizon. Storm clouds, driven by a bitter, north-easterly wind, were gathering over the mountainous terrain. He pondered whether he should delay for a day or at least a few hours. A key decision that he did not wish to contemplate as he was … [Read more...]
Table for One
Edward stepped into ‘The Looking Glass Brasserie’ and approached the friendly face behind the pedestal. . “Good evening, Sir.” Her voice quivered slightly. “I trust you are well?” “Fine, thank you.” She reviewed the large black diary and glanced at her watch. “You’re a … [Read more...]
