Call the Poor – Part 2

An 'Out of the Smoke' Short Story Part 2 Read Part 1 here. The group trudged through the darkened streets, heads bent low against a freezing wind that seemed to have come straight from the pole. Robert kept half an eye on Clara, but he soon realised he need not have worried about her: Tosher... Continue Reading →

Call the Poor – Part 1

An 'Out of the Smoke' Short Story Then said he also to him that bade him, When thou makest a dinner or a supper, call not thy friends, nor thy brethren, neither thy kinsmen, nor thy rich neighbours; lest they also bid thee again, and a recompence be made thee. But when thou makest a... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: