Measuring memories

RACHEL tilted the blinds open and smiled as the bright sunlight flooded into the room. It was one of those magical autumn days, when the deep blue sky and golden light suggested the lingering heat of

TONY ate a mouthful of scrambled eggs and glanced at his watch. He must hurry up. He wanted to get over to the building site nice and early, to see how the foundations were progressing. He had two pro

Keith screamed as he leapt out of the way. The wild-looking animal glared at him, gave a loud grunt and bared its sharp teeth. That was more than enough for Keith. Any ideas of bravery or overcoming h

MAX swept his hair out of his eyes, but the wind blew it back again. He must get to the barber but he’d been so busy lately. It was a blustery day. The long grasses around him rippled like waves, and

TESS was completely disorientated when she woke up. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself facing an unfamiliar pale green wall. The room, wherever it was, held a faint hint of the new wallpape

Ben hunched over in the cab of the lorry, eyes cast down, earphones firmly in place. He tugged his hoodie further over his face and ramped up his music, trying to drown out his stepdad, along with the