A huge TKnC welcome to, Dave - my first ever writing buddy (when we were spotty teenagers!).
“Jesus, that was the most vivid dream I’ve had up to now – so real!”
In the blackness of the bedroom his wife just murmured next to him.
“Sorry, love, but I dreamt that I strangled you with what seemed like a never ending silk scarf, wrapping it round and around your neck so that you couldn’t get it off.”
His wife moaned something unintelligible.
“Oh sorry, love, didn’t mean to disturb you,” he whispered tenderly.
He gently patted the duvet covering his wife, unaware of her hands falling away from the silk scarf tied around her neck and her lifeless bloodshot eyes staring up into the darkness.
Manchester born and bred, but now living in Crieff, Scotland, with my wife, Lisa, and our two daughters, Imogen & Melissa. Wrote some years ago but have recently been inspired to write again by an old and good friend (Col Bury) and the beauty that surrounds me up here. Always reading - when not entertaining my girls and working - crime and horror…and now writing!