The Mother in Me

By
Erin Amelia Fletcher

The two stared at one another for moments, like ready for high noon, and yet just reading one another.

The Warlock, said ‘any last words?!’

‘This is for my mothers’ stated Nathan, as he stretched out his hand and began to execute the Warlock once and for all.

Post Op Blues

Last month, I felt a strange urge to write new, TG words to an old song. Maybe my subconscious was responding to the stories and poems based on songs that many authors posted several months ago. Sometimes I'm just very slow. 8)

I made up the "punch line" for this song a long time ago, but, I'm sure, not before I was post op!

I included the lyrics for the original song; some might be interested.

Synopsis: A pregnancy simulator seems an ideal way of convincing Paul's wife that pregnancy is really not that bad, and they agree to try it on holiday on Seacombe Moor. But it's not just the jailbreak from Seacombe Prison that turns everything upside down for Paul. This story is complete but is being serialised in six chapters, to be released at approximately daily intervals.