Best Friend – Meryl Brown Tobin

1000 words Women’s Fiction

Marnie, her husband Carey and their two small children have just returned from a lovely holiday together.  However, as she prepares for bed, she has the uncomfortable feeling something is wrong with their marriage but she doesn’t know what. Then she realizes the house is too quiet. Where is Carey?

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Murder on the Agenda – Meryl Brown Tobin

2400 word Women’s Fiction

Fiona tells her husband Barney she is sick of being nice to everyone and not being respected in return. So one day she sets out to be assertive. The following morning she tells Barney, ‘I’m going to murder someone today.’ How serious is she?

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On waking one morning Fiona decided to murder someone. She tapped her husband Barney on the back. ‘I’m sick of being a victim.’ Barney stirred. ‘Wazzat?’ ‘I’m sick of people pushing me around.’ ‘Stay in bed if you’re not feeling well.’ With a snort she threw off the bedclothes and jumped out of bed. Later Barney caught up with her in the kitchen spooning muesli into bowls. ‘I can do that if you’re not feeling well.’

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The Flower Garden – Meryl Brown Tobin

2500 words Women’s Fiction

Mrs Flowers loves her garden and is distraught when it dies. When she replants it, its replacement dies, thanks to Mr Flowers’ deviousness. When she goes into a deep depression, it is up to Mr Flowers to work out how to restore the core of her being.

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Mr Flowers looked from his wife’s taut face to her clenched fists. Quickly he got up from the table, steadied himself and went to her. Taking her hand, he led her gently to the table. ‘You sit down, dear. I’ll get the tea.’ A stunned look passed fleetingly across her matronly face. ‘Don’t look so shocked, he thought. Just because I’ve never made a pot before, it doesn’t mean I’m not capable.’ ‘No, no, it’s my job––I’ll get it.’ Mrs Flowers busied herself with cups and saucers, but the uncharacteristic clatter made Mr Flowers realize her mind was not on the job.

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