Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Tag: fiction
Jack
Ah Jack, my old friend… I pour the nectar into a cold glass and watch condensation form on the outside. I never use ice; dilutes it too much. A glass from the freezer gives it a nice cold bite on the tongue. Yes, even… Continue Reading “Jack”
Testing Time
I walk into the lab, grab a coat and a pair of goggles and head over to the console where James is working. James is a fantastic lab technician; courteous, fastidious and very skilled. He was my personal lab tech for a while but… Continue Reading “Testing Time”
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