A Secret Home by R J Dent

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There was no road.

          I was in my white Ford GT6 with Concetta. Vaughn was in his mustard Lamborghini with Angela. We were brothers. They were sisters. They were our girlfriends. We were racing across the desert, along a canyon, heading for a huge natural wall of rock.

          If anyone had been watching us, it would have looked as though we were going crash into the base of the canyon wall. But no one was watching us. I’d chosen the site of our secret home very carefully.

          With only a few metres to go before impact, I pressed the remote control unit and the solid stone wall began to part. The huge door to our secret home was opening to let us back in. Summer had called us away for three months. Now we were back. Read more…

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A Secret Home

Copyright © R J Dent (2016)

 

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One Response to “A Secret Home by R J Dent”

  1. Diane Elliott Says:

    This story has a lovely tone – and a great section that misdirects the reader. There’s a feeling of nostalgia here too, which I’m not keen on generally, but which seems to work because of the type of story it is. Nice work, R J Dent.

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