By My Side – Romance Collection
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By My Side brings you 20 of the best romantic stories from writers around the world.
Be transported to the past in the war-torn Three Months of Summer and back to the present in the gentle modern everyday situation of The Pool Doctor. Feel your heart racing through the ethical dilemmas in Would you Shoot Me? and the danger and drama of Run From the Sun.
These stories will transport you to a world of love and romance and leave you breathless. In far-away locations or in everyday situations there really is someone for everyone.
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Egg and Chips – Bernadette James
1580 words Romance
It was easy when we were younger. We found pleasure in the simplest things. And although success might bring rewards, they can come at a cost that is hard to bear.
This story is included in the collection By My Side
It’s really changed round here. I suppose it’s been quite a while since I was back and everywhere had changed a lot, but I’m still surprised by it. There’s a huge new supermarket now and a retail park with furniture and DIY stores. I can see them from the motorway, along with the massive car park that’s obligatory in these places. Heaven forbid you don’t drive these days.
Services Rendered – Bernadette James
1250 words Humour
Three people are called to a solicitors’ office to hear information that may be to their benefit. But who is the mysterious benefactor? And why have they been chosen?
Jack Swift had never been inside a solicitor’s office before. Being a self-employed plumber he hadn’t felt the need to set up the business on a formal basis and, as he told his wife, Barbara, he planned to spend all his money before he died, so he hadn’t made a will.
The Colours of the Day – Bernadette James
1200 words Women’s Fiction
It is purple when I wake, the mottled purple of a two day old bruise. I hate purple days, the kind of day that hangs over you like a threat. Nothing good ever happens on purple days – but what if it hadn’t been purple today? What if it had been another colour entirely?
It is purple when I wake, the mottled purple of a two day old bruise. I hate purple days, the kind of day that hangs over you like a threat and you know that nothing is going to feel right or happy. I don’t know what causes them. Maybe it’s a remnant of an unremembered dream or a presentiment of some kind; maybe it’s a self-fulfilling prophecy. I just know that days that start purple never turn out well.