Category Archives: Gaelle

The Kid

Posted on 27/05/2020 by

N°476, not far to go now. Diane was walking fast along the avenue de la Couronne, a grey artery running between the neighbourhoods of Ixelles and Etterbeek in Brussels. She was not a city girl. She had a house in … Continue reading →

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It could have been you

Posted on 24/03/2020 by

Charlotte and Jeffrey had been together for a lifetime. After a while, their friends had become part of one big melting pot and no one could really remember who was friends with whom first. They had various groups that they … Continue reading →

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Points of view

Posted on 12/11/2019 by

Irene lived in a house on the outskirts of the Walloon village of Tweedledum. She took pride in saying that she was the village’s first but also last inhabitant because her house was the final one on the road that … Continue reading →

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I will be with you again

Posted on 13/05/2019 by

« All is quiet on New Year’s Day A world in white gets underway I want to be with you Be with you night and day Nothing changes on New Year’s Day …On New Year’s Day » Danny was singing while he … Continue reading →

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Slipping through your fingers…

Posted on 15/03/2019 by

So be it…she would do it online. Caroline’s weakened condition stopped her from leaving the house but being secluded like this was really getting to her. Her night-time angst was getting worse and she even had panic attacks in the … Continue reading →

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