Sara Partington
sjpfiction.bsky.social
Sara Partington
@sjpfiction.bsky.social
Retired solicitor-advocate, fiction writer and keen traveller
He's nearly there now. 5 feet and a lifetime away
Will he turn? Will he wave?
Other kids bundle past and he's almost swallowed
I want him to. I want him not to
I can still see the top of his darling head
Lips tight, no tears
I'm not the last to leave but it's a long wait til the 3.30 bell
#WriteCBC
February 5, 2026 at 1:49 PM
#writecbc
There'll be a rose, they'd said
Red. Easy job for his 1st go
He watched the ebb and flow of early crowds through a shaft of sunlight, slicing the room
Kids, tourists. Giggling, pointing
Then...
Grey suit, blue tie, red rose
He gulped; felt the heavy solid blade in his coat
£50k. Right then
July 3, 2025 at 10:11 PM
#WriteCBC Her diamonds catch his eye first
A-glitter, a-sparkle; she glints and gleams
He adopts his most engaging smile. To bowl her over. Lure and ensnare
Bingo! Coyly she extends a bejewelled wrist and he bobs to brush a kiss, clocking the ruby
"Jim" A whisper so she must bend closer to catch it
June 5, 2025 at 1:06 PM
#writecbc Distant cows moo as Mo wipes sweat with his overall
Straw slithers under his wellies. Hay sweetness floats from the parlour
His guts churn
Vi! How'd she do it? Why sabotage his farm?
He spins the barndoor clip, distraction from the task ahead
Then calmly, he selects a pitchford
Today, then
May 8, 2025 at 10:40 AM
#writecbc Invisible howls rose from high branches. Dampness oozed on wild-barked trees. The heavy air weighed on Jo who cursed, tripping over yet another root
"Face it, we're lost. Every path's the same. Rocks, vines, moss"
His face shone with 40° sweat as a menacing growl rolled through the jungle
March 6, 2025 at 10:48 PM
He regrets the deep nerve-steeling breath as the aroma of stale spagbol hits him. Looking about the tiny kitchen, he realises he's just missed her but his nose wrinkles at liberal splattering on the unwiped lino. He's paid a month's rent upfront but he'll not be staying long in this dump #writecbc
February 6, 2025 at 9:42 PM
Great piece
December 26, 2024 at 5:59 PM
For a very merry Christmas - have a good one
December 18, 2024 at 10:29 AM
And any constructive cric?
December 17, 2024 at 10:52 PM
Got to have some light relief, sometimes?
December 15, 2024 at 3:37 PM
Frosty paces faded as her flame guttered
Mum threw open the window
'The snow's stopping!'
Carols rose from crowds, massing as a last flake melted
'is it over?'
Ella heard Mum's sigh
'Your warmth accepted an apology'
Ella saw it
'Softened a frozen heart? Let's expect a welcome guest
#5ActFestiveStory
December 15, 2024 at 1:25 PM
'Chill out!' An icy tone sliced the air. 'You're 20. Time to take over'
'Meet your aunt' Mum's frosty tone hissed to the intruder 'Ella wants the Power no more than I did'
An idea in Ella's mind. 'Control the temperature?'
'The world' Aunt nodded 'Cool, eh?'
Save it for Christmas! 'Ok, I'll try'
December 13, 2024 at 9:59 AM
Into the icy dark they fled, Ella's hot footsteps thawing the path
'The Snowduke seeks to freeze Christmas' The wind snatched Ma away. 'Forever'
As Ma's words echoed, Ella was suddenly alone
No, not alone, she had her power. The Warmth
She'd melt the Duke. Easy
Just had to find him
#5ActFestiveStory
December 11, 2024 at 9:14 PM
Ma's face fell "Ah"
With a key Ella had never seen, she unlocked a box, extracting a dusty scroll
"I prayed this day would never come" Ma's eyes were flint. "Your banished uncle has declared war on Christmas"
She took Ella's face in frosty hands "My father, Santa Claus, summons us" #5ActFestiveStory
December 11, 2024 at 12:56 AM
Most of all, well done for having the willpower to get up and record it. We all know the danger of the 'It's so obvious - of *course* I'll remember that' 🙄
December 10, 2024 at 10:09 AM
Love it
December 9, 2024 at 6:05 PM
But it was Pa's writing?
Di flipped the card. BigBen stared back
Her blood froze. Pa always said it was too risky to return
Calm down! He'd explain at 12
But he didn't come. 1, 2:45...
Di slipped unseen into icy darkness, snowflakes on her lashes
She knew. BigBen was message enough
#5ActFestiveStory
December 9, 2024 at 2:49 PM