Short Stories & Flash Fiction
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Old Building, New Hands

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Copyright Jean L Hays

Carrie leant the brush against the counter and checked the room again. Cardboard was stacked neatly in one corner, bubble wrap in a heap next to it and the twelve black bin bags of crap from twenty years neglect were by the door.

She sighed and dusted her hands off. Not bad for the first day.

The fading sunlight tumbled in through the stain-glass windows as she pattered towards the door.

‘De-consecrated,’ she murmured. ‘Just another word for abandoned.’

She spun and eyed up the old alter, broken and grimy with dirt. She smiled.

‘Not for much longer,’ she said.

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Carol Forrester is a twenty-three year old writer trying to be a better one. Don’t ask her what her hobbies are because the list doesn’t get much beyond, reading, writing and talking about the same. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University and various poems and stories scattered across the net. 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’s. Most recently, her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and her personal blog Writing and Works hosts a mass of writing from across the last five years. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and is always open to writing more and hosting guest bloggers here on Writing and Works. With hopes of publishing a novel in the next five years and perhaps a collection or two of smaller works, Carol Forrester is nothing if not ambitious. Her writing tries to cover every theme in human life and a lot of her work pulls inspiration from her own eccentric family in the rural wonders of Shropshire life.

17 Comments

  1. Ooh, nice spin on the photo prompt, to make it a church window. And what a great image you paint of those first steps of facing the grime of neglect.

    • My parents took me to church semi-regularly as a child and I’ve always loved stain glass so the two have always merged in my mind. Thank you for the comment.

  2. Bravo to her! I would have loved to rescue an old building (or store) and turned it into a coffee shop…

  3. Good story, Carol. This type of thing is what keeps some of the areas of cities alive when they’re dying. Great description. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne

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