Tag Archives: fear
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Don’t worry.

13 Apr

Check the attic.

19 Jan

SSSHHHHHHhhhhhhhh….the trap door always made the sound when moved. He paused at the top of the ladder and narrowed his eyes.


Trust your man.

9 Dec

“Don’t be afraid” Tim’s eyes were blue, unblinking.

“I can’t see the bottom” she said, ” and you’re slippery”.

“Ha! Well that’s not fair”.

There was no sound but for the cicadas near the dam. They pulsed like the fear in her. Growing…swelling. She concentrated on breathing in…and now out.

She could feel the heat of his grip even in the cool water.


Change the locks.

25 Aug

She loved the pool terrace when it was like this, cool and fragrant in the evening. She lit a cigarette and closed her eyes.

“Hello Sylvia.”

Spinning, she saw him standing barely an arm’s length away.

“But you…you can’t possibly be here!”

“Clearly I can, darling, be sensible” he smiled, “Do I look like a dead man?”.

He bent down, and stubbed the cigarette that had fallen from her hand. She smelled his cologne, and a memory washed through her.  A memory of such fear, and pure panic, and violence, that she was made clumsy with shaking.

Then he stood up to face her…so close…

“No need to be afraid”, he kissed her lightly, “I’m here now to look after you.”

 

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Talk about it.

11 Mar