Tag Archives: Matthew Hedley Stoppard

There was always a fault with the door handles in his apartment: the heavy front fire door spat off its handle when slammed shut, the living room’s caught on his dressing gown sleeve when he passed through it most mornings, … Continue reading →

Old accusations throbbed inside the Teacher’s head but he kept trampling across the potato field in the afternoon heat. Clumps of dry soil crunched and crumbled under his brogues. A sweltering jacket made the shadows under his armpits darken his … Continue reading →