by Ian Andrew | Nov 10, 2016 | Fiction, Politics, Short Stories, USA
Just a short story I was inclined to write… “You mean back in the day? Oh, that’s a while ago. I mean, I remember. Bits of it all. But I never took that much notice. Well, I did, but most of the early things weren’t near Philly, so it didn’t really concern...
by Ian Andrew | May 25, 2015 | Fiction, Short Stories, United Kingdom, War, WWII
The American Military Cemetery – Madingley, England Just outside Cambridge, England there is a little piece of the USA. Held in perpetuity, in honor of her people who gave their lives during WWII. I knew him. His heart beat, his eyes shone with happiness and...
by Ian Andrew | Aug 6, 2014 | Australia, Fiction, Short Stories
From the left window pane of his high-rise office Brian looks out over a cityscape that includes all the normal sort of drab. Drab tarmac, drab concrete, drab roads, drab buildings and drab people. But, if he twists the clear plastic rod of happiness that hangs next...
