Thursday fragments 11

Extract from Molly’s Dreams, available from Amazon As the school year progressed I began to learn how to write. With my little fingers clutched around a wooden pencil, I had to take down the words Mrs Mills had written on the board and put them in my exercise book. By the end of the day my fingers were…

Thursday fragments 9

Extract from Molly’s Dreams available now from Amazon It was a few weeks after my sixteenth birthday and the winter sun was smiling on my face as I carefully parked my bike in the racks at the back of the school playground. I wasn’t late for a change and had been feeling better about myself since my birthday.…

Thursday fragments 8: Christmas

When Christmas Eve came I could hardly get to sleep. Mum sent me to bed early but I just lay there trying to hear the sound of Santa’s sleigh on the roof. Every now and then I would sneak out to the lounge room to see if Santa had been yet. ‘Molly! Get back in…

Thursday fragments 3

By the time I was four years old I had grown from being a baby to be a small child with curly red hair and soft milky white skin and a trace of freckles forming across my nose. Mum called them sun kisses and said they made me look beautiful. All of the excitement from…

Thursday fragments 3

If I were to turn the clock back and start all over again, I would go back to that snowy winter night in July, so many years ago, when my mother first suggested that my father should call the neighbours to come and look after the children while he rushed her to the hospital. Three…

Thursday fragments 1

A rocky headland stood above the long curve of beach, brooding and sinister in the dull light of late afternoon. A pathway rose from the beach, carefully climbing through the rocks to reach the windswept grassland where occasional low bushes crouched like old men over a campfire. A young family was out for an afternoon…

Learning to play tennis

Hi everyone, here is another extract from Molly’s Dreams – available at Amazon of course if you want to read more. Love Molly-Louise xx Grandpa sent me a tennis racquet for my birthday. He said it was because I was the first left-handed grandchild that had red hair, just like he was. So I started learning how to play…