Mary McCombs

Samhain 2015: Creative writing

Samhain Participants: Ann Cresham and Mary McCombs.
Photographer: Henry Wills.
Mary McCombs presenting her written work at the project launch.
Paul Sherwood

Surprise Package

When she saw the ornate jewellery box she

just had to have it, even though it was locked

and the auctioneer said the key was lost.

Bidding was brisk and it cost her more than

she could afford.

Her husband prised the box open to find it

contained live bullets.



We had a week off school, and were told it was

to help get in the potatoes, but it meant we

could stay up late. At night the some

neighbours might come in.

The men played cards and told us ghost stories

and we looked for pictures in the flames.

The rosary would not be said until the visitors

went home. We undressed by the heat of the

fire. By the time we get to bed we can hardly

keep our eyes open. It is just as well because

we had been scared by the stories.


Mistaken Identity

“Wayne, right”? The taxi driver called to the

 lone man who emerged from the train station.

He stowed the traveller’s back pack in the boot.

 “That all you got?;

“I didn’t expect to be met.”

Meanwhile George Wainright paced the station

platform fuming at the non arrival of his


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