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The Shoes Outside the Door - When a son discovers his mother’s secret.

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  Image by AI He expected anger, revenge and disgrace. His father chose something far harder. A Contemporary Short Story by S A Spencer  Author of Popular Fictions : The Pink Mutiny , The Black Waters , Dream In Shackles The shoes outside the front door did not belong to Aarush’s father. He knew because he had polished Rajesh’s black shoes the previous Sunday while waiting for a cricket match to begin. These were brown, and pointed at the toes. Aarush stood on the verandah, his college bag hanging from one shoulder. He was home two hours early, because his last two lectured were cancelled. He reached for his key. Then stopped when he heard a man laughing inside. Aarush’s fingers went cold around the keyring. He stepped backwards and moved quietly along the side of the house. The dining-room window was partly open. His mother Kavita’s voice drifted through it. Then came her laughter. Aarush had heard his mother laugh thousands of times. At television comedies. At Rajesh’s te...

The Key He Left Behind - Some Secrets Disappear Into The Past. Others Find Their Own Way Home

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  Image by AI She sent him away for hiding his past. Then her own past came looking for her. A Contemporary Short Story by S A Spencer  Author of Popular Fictions : The Pink Mutiny , The Black Waters , Dream In Shackles The key was lying on the kitchen bench. Claire Whitmore stared at it far longer than she needed to. The granny flat seemed larger without Liam inside it. The narrow bed had been stripped. The wardrobe stood open. The little desk by the window was bare except for a faint rectangular mark where his laptop had sat. He had cleaned everything. Even the mug he'd used every morning was gone. Claire walked towards the bench. A folded piece of paper lay beneath the key. She opened it. Thank you for giving me a chance when nobody else did. Nothing underneath. No accusation. No anger. Not even his name. Through the window, she caught sight of Liam at the end of the driveway. A duffel bag hung from his shoulder. For one ridiculous second, Claire almo...

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