Tidnab
‘What’s your name?’ ‘Tidnab’ she responded. ‘That’s an unusual name.’ ‘Not really, I hear it every...
Read Moreby Shane Killeen | Dec 16, 2009 | Novellas, Short Stories | 1 |
‘What’s your name?’ ‘Tidnab’ she responded. ‘That’s an unusual name.’ ‘Not really, I hear it every...
Read Moreby Shane Killeen | May 17, 2009 | Short Stories | 2 |
The five of us were prowling through Hillbrow, hustling for money and booze, when we stopped down...
Read Moreby Shane Killeen | Apr 7, 2009 | Short Stories | 3 |
For me, stealing lighters has moved beyond an art. When it was still an art form, I was vaguely...
Read Moreby Shane Killeen | Mar 4, 2009 | Short Stories | 4 |
She walked in to the rustic bar area, looking around the room. She saw wooden plank walls, large...
Read Moreby Shane Killeen | Feb 24, 2009 | Short Stories | 0 |
24 hours ago ‘Hey, bro, name’s Blake.’ I held out my hand, and then withdrew it. My palms were...
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