Stormchaser

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?’

Story of loneliness and how quickly life changes and passes told through the period of a day.

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.