Flash Fiction Contest: When I was in St David’s by Anabella Drake
The rain fell sideways in St David’s, needling the cobbled streets and rattling umbrellas like a band of loose tin drums. The tourists, anoraks pulled tight and sandals soaked through, shuffled and jostled in the narrow street, as though the small city were a theatre foyer too crowded for its own performance. Children whined like … Read more