R. A. KayFor The RosesThe house was empty. It had been empty for some time. He could tell by the smell of it. Most of the houses he cleared had that smell.Jul 28, 2021Jul 28, 2021
R. A. KayThe Open CurtainThe trees were waving in the wind. Alison waved back.Jul 21, 2020Jul 21, 2020
R. A. KayThe Truth ProjectHe was an ugly man. He breathed in an ugly way. As she watched she began to think of all the ways she wanted to kill him.Apr 28, 2020Apr 28, 2020
R. A. KayMortisIt was already too late by the time he realised his mistake. He’d come too far by then. There was no turning back.Feb 19, 2020Feb 19, 2020
R. A. KayThe FeastA flash fiction fable in one sentence about a family feast and a love that hurts.Feb 18, 2020Feb 18, 2020