Sheep's Clothing
and other Stories
A new Anthology
Sheep's Clothing - Reader Reviews
Can I say how much I have enjoyed your collection of short stories Lesley. It has been a real treat to allow myself one a day at bedtime. Great range of socially significant and thought provoking topics and scenarios.
The book is funny, sad, poignant, hopeful… excellent…I’m not usually a fan of short stories as they sometimes leave you ‘hanging’ …couldn’t level this criticism at your stories… a beginning, a middle and an end. Looking forward to reading your next book.
Renowned Children's Author Sade Fadipe has a copy of 'Sheep's Clothing' cosying up on her faux sheep's wool throw. Add a mug of hot chocolate and I'd say that's a perfect recipe for getting through these cold winter evenings.
ClocBookPrint does it again - thanks Dave.
Sheep's Clothing now available in hard copy as well as epub.
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Having recently published 'Millie & Louise', I am now working on a new collection of short stories.
I would have loved to have been shortlisted for the King Lear 2023 Prize, but for 'The Price of His Jam' to be highly commended by the judges is fantastic none the less.
You can find out what Emile thought his jam cost, soon.
An Eclectic Mix
City Dweller or Country Folk. Islander or Landlubber. There's something for everyone in this collection
I hope it will be available before Christmas
Did someone say Stocking Filler?
Sheep's Clothing - Here's a Taster to Whet Your Appetite
They say trouble comes in threes. First his wife left, then Harry disappeared. Next Bill lost his job. He took his redundancy cheque to the Moose Jaw bar. The regular crowd was there. Full of beer, Leroy was babbling.
“So did you hear about those ecology fellows?”
“Nah,” they responded without enthusiasm.
“They went over to Whispering Creek to do a study of critters.”
The hairs on the back of Bill's neck stood up.
“They found a pile of clothes buried in a trench. The police think they belonged to Harry!” Leroy gloated, proud of his role as messenger. “They think whoever killed Harry must have stripped him first. They're over there digging for his remains now.”
“They sure as hell better watch out for bears,” Han said.
Bill nodded in agreement but then explained, “They won't find Harry's body.”
The general hub bub of noise around the bar quelled as the friends turned to face him.
“Why's that?” Ed Rushmore's neck wound forward as he folded his arms.
Bill took a deep breath to steady himself for the confession.
Interesting....