It is time for the final story from my collection Flights of Fancy.. Next weekend I will start sharing Sam, A Shaggy Dog Story which I hope you will enjoy.
On Friday night, Albert sat in the white walled room, his eyes closed against the glare from the fluorescent lighting and his hands over his ears to shut out the infernal racket from the wall-mounted television. He did not have to watch the screen to see what images it displayed. Twenty-four hours a day, it brought the fear and disasters of the world into each room in every house and workplace around the country. Terrorism, financial and natural catastrophes and of course superbugs were all guaranteed to make the headlines. He shook his head. Where did all the ‘good news’ stories go?
His mobile telephone had rung several times in the last…
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