Gill James

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“Catbo ” by Gill James

Greetings to you. I suspect you've not met anyone quite like me before. I'm a bit of a puzzle even to myself and to those people I work with and who rely on me. One man perhaps understands me. The one who made me. Some people call him the Magician but there's nothing really magic about him. He made me for his daughter. As a companion for her but also as someone to keep an eye on her. She's a feisty t...

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“Airport Run” by Gill James

"I really don't get it, Amanda. It all seems so drastic." Amanda. It always meant she was in trouble if Mum used her full name. "I've got to do it, Mum. There's no way I can stay here." "But all that work you've done on the cottage? And won't you miss this boy?" "Of course I will." Mandy stooped down to pat the head of the ageing Golden Labrador. "But you'll be alright with Mum and Harry, won't ...

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“Perpetual Motion ” by Gill James

Thomas Adler grinned as he watched the full-sized vehicle make its way along the track. It accelerated quickly and was soon going at a steady ninety kilometres per hour. No emissions whatsoever. It was getting its energy in three ways: directly from the sunlight, from the saved-up energy in its battery, charged from the movement of the wheels, and from wind power, all successfully stored in a second battery which was t...

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“Grilled Chees and Sat Navs ” by Gill James

Grilled Cheese and SatNavs "Well, I have been told I make the best cheese on toast in the world." "What, better than a croque-monsieur from Patisserie Valerie?" "Oh, much better. Especially since they don't exist anymore." Ginnie shrugged. "If you say so. Go on." She'd popped round to admire my new flat and have a bite to eat before we set off f...

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“For the Money of Love ” by Gill James

For the Money of Love They were a pain the backside, the ATM machines at his local supermarket. They always had the sun shining on them and you couldn't see the screen. Glyn tapped in his credentials from memory. He hoped he'd got enough credits to cover the tokens he wanted to extract. They said today that every citizen should keep at least 200 universal credits in cash tokens b...

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“Postcards and Lemon Shortbread” by Gill James

"Who buys post cards these days - let alone sends them?" Sandy took off her hat and started using it as a fan. It was approaching midday, it was August and over forty degrees. She longed to be sitting by the pool under a sunshade. Instead of which Malcolm had dragged her round the shops. "They're old school, the aunts," said Malcolm. "They expect a postcard." "I suppose these pictures are rather lovely....

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“Dreyfus's Bed ” by Gill James

Dreyfus had got used to this. Three nights in a row he'd managed it, as well as twice last week. It was almost too easy. They really should take better care of this beautiful old building. You shouldn't let any old riff-raff into the place. He of course, Dreyfus III, was an educated and honourable man. Not like those other rough sleepers who only had themselves to blame for their misfortunes. He had just been unlucky. Th...

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