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A pigeon sits on my steel windowsill, fussing over a pile of sticks. There’s six of them, maybe seven, lying in strange disarray around a co...

  I’m alone in the room’s darkness. A hint of morning sunshine is seeping through the east window like a hesitant guest, but shadows surro...

‘I’m so bored, stuck inside,’ Anna groaned as she heaved herself out of her armchair. She wandered over to look out of the window. ‘It’s sti...

  Twelve-year-old Gayle Middleton set a thin volume, Gift of the Magi, on the librarian’s returns counter.   Gayle had read O. Henry’s ta...

  Once upon a time, they said, 'I do'.   The lie went on forever.   About the author   Betti (BJ) Patterson is a fiction writer, rep...