As the sun reached its zenith, the day grew hotter. The sea shimmered in the haze. Not a breath of wind. I pushed my pace until my calves burned, but as midday approached I chose a rocky outcrop, to rest and eat. My eye was drawn to graffiti carved in the rock. Tony & Dan … Continue reading Haunted Coast #94
What was he hiding?
I made my excuses
I felt a flicker of suspicion...
something about a map?
I caught his sidelong glance
I left the pub, my feet turning automatically towards the cliff path. A friendly bark and a wet nose pushing against my hand stopped me short. ‘Lo Bob - I bent to stroke the dog’s ears while he sniffed my face eagerly. His dark-eyed owner came into view, leaning on his stick. (275 characters) If … Continue reading Haunted Coast #88