Hobo

Some things seemed to bear relation to what was in the imagination. The sounds of the wind, the colors of the sky, the smell of the ocean.

When she was a young girl she had lived in the same country where they had found the largest diamond in the world.

Lucy had just plastered a bright yellow ticket on the vehicle when what seemed to be the owner dressed in a black suit confronted her. ‘What do you think you’re doing?’

Arthur was tired. Between the greyness of the November sky and the rough dirty brown surf of the North Sea he stood alone contemplating the unfairness of what life had become.

I found out that she had flown to Israel while under the influence of cocaine. She confided this to me later, after she felt she could trust me.

At the top of the cliffs and to our right we could just see the great and mighty peaks of Masada. The place that history defines as a place of blood.

“The final war for the coming of the light is now here Caroline, it has started silently inside the inner consciousness of all mankind, you have just been waiting like so many others."

Bill was a charmer, well he thought he was at least. There was no way he could be without someone to talk to for less than an hour, to him it was torture.

I sat at a table enjoying myself picking out various ships and boats that dotted the English Channel when I was most rudely interrupted by a tap on my shoulder.

She lay on her bed and looked up at the poster of the rainbow on the pale blue ceiling. “I wonder what it is that attracts two people in the first place?”

She painted delicately he thought, her eyes tender with timidly engaging concentration and her hand shaking each time she dabbed away his tears. He couldn’t be sad anymore, she had seen to that.