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Those Who Know Us By Name

“Well if it isn’t little Miss Swinnerton.” Jack chuckled, scrubbing a rag over his hands as he walked out of the workshop. “I thought you’re working away in the city somewhere.”

Sarah smiled and let the car door fall shut behind her. It was always the city with Jack, never a name.

“How’d you recognise me.” she asked. “What was I, five last time I came here?”

“Six if I remember rightly. You made a point of tellin’ me as soon as your Granddad lifted you out the car.”

Sarah nodded.

“And of course I recognised ya.” Jack grinned. “You Swinnerton women were always the prettiest faces to come and visit me.”



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Carol Forrester is a writer trying to be a better one. She’s currently working on a poetry collection 'It's All In The Blood'. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University, enjoys judo at least twice a week, and tries to attend poetry events around the Midlands when she can. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry. Her poems ‘Sunsets’ and ‘Clear Out‘ were featured on Eyes Plus Words, and two of her poems were included in the DVerse Poets Pub Publication ‘Chiaroscuro’ which is available for purchase on amazon. More recently her poem ‘Until The Light Gets In‘ was accepted and published at The Drabble and her poem ‘Newborn’ was published by Ink Sweat & Tears. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and has hosted a number of guest bloggers on her site Writing and Works.


    • I didn’t actually intend for the character to be sexists. I was drawing more from my own life growing up in a rural community where my grandfather was fairly well known and family resemblance got me recognised by people I’d never met.
      It can be somewhat disorientating hearing “now you’re a Swinnerton for sure!” when waiting on a table of people you don’t know at the local pub.

    • I’m glad. He’s loosely based off an old family friend, well two old family friends who I sort of merged together. They were both friends of my grandfathers.

  1. Sarah says

    I loved this line, “t was always the city with Jack, never a name.” It really helped define both Jack and the town in which Sarah was raised.

  2. I liked that it was always “the city” with Jack. He sounds like a real country boy, maybe with some disdain for city-types.

    • Thank you. I really didn’t expect that line to get so much attention though, it’s quite amusing that nearly all the comments so far are picking up on it.

    • Maybe at some point in the future, I love longer short stories if you’d like to read them, just check out the category short stories and flash fiction to find them, they’re a little way back I’m afraid though so you’ll have to hunt a tad.
      I’m currently working on a collection of writing for launch in April and I’m working on two different novels so my schedule is a little cramp.

  3. I’m not trying to split hairs here but your narrator says “It was always the city with Jack, never a name”, as if she was familiar with him but then she says she hasn’t seen him since she was 5 or 6. I just don’t feel like that is something a five or six year old would notice about a person. I’m not trying to pick and I hope you will accept this criticism in the spirit in which it was given.

  4. I choose to think that Jack isn’t sexist, he’s just old and remembers the look of a certain family. I thought it was a compliment about her looks – and some families do have a certain resemblance passed down from generation to generation. Good story too – really thought it was good!

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