There's no such thing as normal
"Hi boss – yeah, no….no….we lost it.”It was the 23rd of October, part of the way through the first half of the season. Things had been going great for me professionally, I was scoring goals for fun and at home we were so excited to be expecting another baby. It was our second time experiencing... Continue Reading →
Sam Thompson removed his jar of coffee and ‘Mr Grumpy’ Mr Men mug, placing it on the cabinet above him then emptied his pockets, placing his phone, wallet and keys into his small locker. Zombie-like he trudged through to the clinically white small kitchen area and filled his mug with boiling water from the communal... Continue Reading →
Jeff Brooks Short Stories 