Author: Alan Killip

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Sarah’s Dad

Short Story Sarah’s earliest memory was the sunlight scattered by the frosted glass of the toilet window. She never knew her Mum and the house was often filled with the rich smell of solvents...

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Short Fiction   As usual I wake five minutes before the alarm. I turn it off, so as not to disturb Freya, who has another half hour before she has to get up and...