Lost At Sea

short stories

It was a bright morning, small white wisps of cloud breaking up the expanse of a clear blue sky. People walking along the seafront, enjoying the end of the winter, white gulls shrieking and soaring, that salty freshness in the air. Pete was gazing out to sea from the lounge window. He seemed miles away. […]

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