Tag Archives: revenge

Flash Fiction – Angry Child

Posted on July 18, 2016 by Helen

She was an angry child. And as they say, angry children grow into angry adults. Her parents barely noticed, but then they barely noticed her at all. They were busy, of course, being ambitious, being successful, being wealthy. And so … Continue reading →

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Schadenfreude – Twenty Four

Posted on February 21, 2016 by Helen

The first sign came from the original source – he looked at the comedy sites. Schaden was still posting. Days after the attack. His heart sank. He swallowed the bitter pill of knowledge. She wasn’t in some hospital. Even if … Continue reading →

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Schadenfreude – Twenty

Posted on January 24, 2016 by Helen

‘Okay Andrew..I suppose you mean Lisa..’ ‘I suppose you mean Lisa,’ he mimicked, making David’s voice sound girlish and weak. ‘Of course I fucking mean Lisa..how long have you been fucking her?’ ‘I haven’t’ said David honestly, and hoped for … Continue reading →

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The Hanged Girl – Twenty

Posted on May 4, 2015 by Helen

  Lisa woke alone, to the sound of police sirens outside her house. She barely had time to register the sad loneliness of waking without Damien there, not even knowing he had left her in the night or what to … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Twenty

Posted on April 30, 2015 by Helen

Francine is remembering something, looking at his broken, dead body at her feet. She’s trying to feel something other than revulsion at this form. There is no pity, but beneath it all, there are memories, tugging at her. People like … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Nineteen

Posted on April 23, 2015 by Helen

Dearest Violet is in my kitchen, slicing and dicing vegetables for our soup.  She has chosen a recipe for chicken soup, and the meat is already finely sliced and lightly fried, and it now sits on blotting paper to the … Continue reading →

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The Hanged Girl – Ten

Posted on February 23, 2015 by Helen

  Susan found she couldn’t let the mystery go. As a journalist she was successful here, a big fish in a small pond who often yearned for bigger seas and to take her career further. But this battled with her … Continue reading →

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