For those who don’t know me, I’m Fluffy. That’s my name. Yes, I’m a dog. Speaking of names, my former owner had a most unusual one. He swore me to secrecy, which was puzzling. Whom was I going to tell? And how? It was a mouthful, so I called him Bob. He had magic powers.…
An explosion smashes into me; the world becomes fuzzy and blips to black. Then the lights come back on. But the world has changed. I am no longer on a street corner trying to hail a taxi. I am alone on open, empty land I don’t recognise. A gentle breeze brings distant singing, but I…
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Gerry Roberts 
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