Recruitment_Soul Reaper_Cold Feet_Alice's Last Ride
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RecruitmentIt had been a long and busy night in Charing Cross Hospital and the duty matron, Kim Jollands, was exhausted and looking forward to some sleep and two days of rest. Kim was a slim woman with glasses and an impish sense of humour when her mood allowed. She was also half French with her father being French but moved to the UK before the last war. It was September 1940 and the German Luftwaffe had begun what was to become known as the Blitz. Kim had been on duty for the past 5 nights and every single one had been as hard and as busy as any she had experienced in 10 years of nursing. Lo...
Soul Reaper
He sat there, waiting. Waiting for the sound he hated the most to ring through the semi-empty white room.Beeee-There it was. The sound he hated the most. The sound that indicated someone had died. He stood up, he hated this part and waited for the soul to materialize before him.The young soul, blue in color, slowly began to form before his eyes. Beginning as a small orb and then slowly transforming into the small form of a human boy.He waited for the young soul to open his eyes, not pleased at how young he died. But nonetheless, it was his job to guide him to the Gate.The young soul opened his...
Cold Feet
You’ve got a letter”, exclaimed Danielle, “from a solicitor!” I cannot understand why. I haven’t done anything wrong; I thought as I gingerly opened the envelope. To my great surprise Aunt Hilda had passed away and left me ten million pounds in her will, but there was a catch. I didn’t know I had an Aunt Hilda; in fact, I didn’t know of any rich people in my family. Danielle, my fiance, was naturally excited. “So, what’s the catch?” “I have to live on the streets for a full month.” “Choose July.” “It has to be January”, I said realizing the challenge. “In Reykjavik” “Iceland!” I nodded and sai...
Alice's Last Ride
Alice could feel the cold in her bones today. Her rather old bones, she thought bitterly to herself as she slowly made her way from her small bedroom to her even smaller kitchen to put on some hot water. Fwww.onedoor.ccrom her kitchen window, Alice could see nothing but a wide expanse of white snow in the morning light. It was still falling quickly from the sky, blanketing the fields around her small farmhouse in a thick, quiet layer of winter. Alice had always loved the snow when she was young; even now, she thought back on fond memories of racing down the hill in her childhood neighborhood in Chicago on ...