Monthly Archives: July 2004
The Cold Winter 15. So significant, but so unfinished
Helena did not speak for the entire journey to their new home. For the most part, she was pretending to be asleep, her legs tucked beneath her in the back seat of the car, blanking out her equally silent parents. … Continue reading
The Cold Winter 14. Helena’s Memory
Most of their food was still on their plates, but the wine bottle was empty, and Matthew looked similarly drained, of all the memories he had never articulated. Helena shook her head as if to clear it. It was the … Continue reading
The Cold Winter 13. The Island
Something all men have to learn, sooner or later, is not to take their woman for granted. I never realised that it would hurt so much to lose you, because I never thought that I would. You were always there, … Continue reading
The Cold Winter 12. More Snow
The barometer in the hall had an I told you so look on its old glass face, and the needle made no response when Helena tapped at it. The snow had escalated into a blizzard, and appeared to be here … Continue reading
The Cold Winter 11. Snow
In the south there was a dense fog, and the motorways were clogged with cautious drivers, peering into the mist and steering by the lights of the car in front. As Helena drove away from Bradford and into the Yorkshire … Continue reading