Mario lay in a long shaft of sunlight on the floor of the music room alcove in Windrush Hall. Using his paws, he pushed himself into a sitting position and gazed out of the French windows to the garden his mistress had created. Those had been fun times. He’d followed her outside and as she[…]
Category: Short Story
Mama Rose’s Christmas Gifts
“Is that everything, Kipto?” Mama Rose Hardie stood in the kitchen of her one-bedroom thatched cottage on the edge of Nanyuki, a market town in the shadow of Mount Kenya, three hours’ drive north of Kenya’s capital, Nairobi. In her early 60s, she was tall and thin, with a face lined from yours of working[…]
