A Thief Of Time*

“Hello,” Seb says, looking over at me in bed this morning, smiling. “Good morning,” I say.  “How did you sleep?” “Not bad,” he says.   “Well, you were asleep every time I woke up,” I say, stroking his hair, gazing into his turquoise eyes.  “You were making those contented sleeping noises: those hedgehog snuffles and…” […]

The Bat*

“Watch out, I’m diving in,” Dad says, standing on the edge of the pool.  Sweeping his arms up, then down, then up again, he stretches them out in front of him.  There’s a huge splash and he does a length of the pool and clambers out again. “Is that it?” I say, as I chug […]