Author Archives: annepellett

THE                        beam of sunlight slashed through the dirt encrusted skylight of the factory which sat on the eroded riverbank, and lit up the dingy blue painted front panel of the MACHINE            which had worked quietly and efficiently 30 years … Continue reading →

“Oh!” her soft breathy voice broke the silence, “I know her! That’s my Aunt Mabel.” A gnarled forefinger slid to a face in the photo album. “She married Uncle Hubie.” The three of us smiled at her as her silvered … Continue reading →