Yesterday, insurance. Today, religion.
So far this month six unsolicited callers had knocked at her door, eager to sell her something.
Was there no end to this outrage?
She looked at her tiny garden.
If this continued, she was going to have a problem finding somewhere to bury the bodies.
Carol Browne first appeared on the planet in 1954. She regards Crewe, Cheshire, as her home town and graduated from Nottingham University in 1976 with an honours degree in English Language and Literature. Now living in the Cambridgeshire countryside with her cockatiel, Sparky, when she’s not writing fiction, Carol spends her time as a housekeeper, proofreader, and ghost writer in order to pay the bills.
Very good. I’ve felt like that sometimes.
Loved this short. Brilliantly written. The twist really gets you.
A masterpiece of brevity. Nicely done!