Short Stories

Short Stories
Soar
July 12, 2018
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Previously in Taste of Mel… Tuesday morning I’m leaning against the warm hood of my car, one hand tucked inside the pouch of my hoodie. I’m talking to my buddy Bram about my flight on his family’s helicopter while Mel is up in her house packing for the trip. We spent all day yesterday cooped […]
Short Stories
Grown Folk
July 5, 2018
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Previously on Taste of Mel … As told by Jonathan * Saturday night I’m pacing outside my bathroom chewing on a slice of pizza. It’s been over half an hour since Mel went to soak in the tub and she’s not responding to me. I’ve started to get anxious because she had a lot of […]
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Tremors
June 22, 2018
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Previously on Taste of Mel … On the cab ride home, I keep checking my phone for a call or text – anything from Harry explaining why he left our date like a mother ostrich to its threatened egg. The cab driver keeps talking to me but I am too rattled for idle conversation. I […]
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The Witch’s Lair
June 14, 2018
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Previously in Taste of Mel … The house is a duplex whose front door opens into a foyer. There’s a wooden coat hanger on one side that accosts you like a gnarly butler as soon as you open the door. I bend down to unclasp my wedges and notice two pairs of girls’ shoes – […]
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Pepper Green
June 7, 2018
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Previously on Taste of Mel… Outside, the sky is a pink-grey canvas bleeding micro droplets of water. The trees are still. There’s no sound of traffic. The soil is wet and the earthy air is tingling my nostrils. It’s a pleasant sensation. I draw in more of it and blow it into my hands. It […]
Short Stories
The Van
May 31, 2018
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Previously in Taste of Mel… From a distance, a bicycle dynamo light blinks on and off. There appear to be two men on it, locals heading home. We hold our breath as they cycle past us, but from the side mirror I see them circle back towards the van. The one in the back is […]
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Little Bird
May 24, 2018
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Previously in Taste of Mel… On Saturday afternoon I’m lounging in my house re-watching Bridget Jones Diary when my phone rings. “Melisandre,” Harry says. “How are you?” “I’m good, how are you?” “Great. Great. What are you wearing right now?” “Eer… my priestess costume.” “Would you say it is…bewitching?” I laugh aloud. “How long have […]
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On Stranger Tides
May 17, 2018
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Previously in Taste of Mel … After a protracted game of cat and mouse, the insurance company finally cut me a cheque for my broken camera lens. I bought the lens online and was notified that it arrived on a slow Monday afternoon. My plan was to duck into town, pick it up, run a […]
Short Stories
The Ledge
May 9, 2018
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I see his car before I see him. Only, I don’t know that it’s his because there are a lot of V8’s in this parking lot and I don’t look at the plates. My assistant and I are hauling our equipment to the van after a long night of shooting our third annual aviation industry […]
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Gloves are off
August 17, 2017
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  Previously in Njambi & Kagwe’s World… My mother-in-law is not a pious woman. You are more likely to find her holding a how-to guide on pleasing your man than the New Testament. At this particular moment though, she is holding a ladle dripping with thick soy sauce. She’s serving Kagwe’s second helping, by the […]