Tag: Clare Boylan

• Short Story Sunday – on Monday!

  ‘There’s a man,’ Alice said. ‘She’s with a man.’ She scrubbed the bus window with a bunched-up brown glove. May sat down heavily beside her, still probing a blasted peppermint. She leaned forward, her menthol breath ruining all Alice’s work on the window. The duo are outraged because this is a tour for Retired Ladies,…

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  January 5, 2015

  Clare Boylan, http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008/kind#post, Some Retired Ladies on a Tour