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The Empty Plate - When Love Waits Too Long, Even Silence Begins To Speak

By S A Spencer -
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  One empty chair. One forgotten promise. One unexpected knock. Story: S A Spencer Author of Popular Fictions :  The Pink Mutiny ,  The Black Waters ,  Dream In Shackles The curry had gone cold. Mohan sat alone at the dining table, staring at the untouched plate across from him. Steam no longer rose from the bowl of lamb rogan josh he’d simmered for hours, the scent of cloves and cinnamon now dulled by the evening chill creeping through the open kitchen window. The roti, wrapped in foil, had gone stiff. The salad wilted in its bowl. His own plate was half-eaten, but he hadn’t tasted a thing. He glanced at the clock. 7:42 PM. Sunday dinner. Like every Sunday for the past three years. Except his son hadn’t come. Again. Mohan reached for the glass of water, his fingers brushing the rim before pulling back. He didn’t want it. Didn’t want anything. The house felt too quiet, too still, like it was holding its breath. He looked at the empty chair opposite him — ...
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The Missed Call - When A Single Missed Ring Becomes The Turning Point Of A Lifetime.

By S A Spencer -
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  Sometimes the smallest silence speaks the loudest. Story: S A Spencer Author of Popular Fictions :  The Pink Mutiny ,  The Black Waters ,  Dream In Shackles The kettle clicked off just as Margaret’s phone lit up on the kitchen bench. She froze, wooden spoon hovering over the saucepan, heart thudding with a ridiculous, hopeful flutter. For a moment she didn’t breathe. The screen glowed in the dim morning light filtering through the blinds. Unknown number. Her shoulders sagged. Not him. Not today either. Steam curled from the pot of porridge she’d stirred out of habit, though she rarely finished more than a few spoonfuls these days. The house felt too big, too quiet, too full of echoes that used to be laughter. She wiped her hands on her apron and shuffled to the phone, tapping the screen with a sigh. A telemarketer. She hung up. The silence that followed felt heavier than the call itself. She glanced at the clock. Nearly 9. He’d be at work by now. Or may...
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THE DOCTOR’S SECRET - Some Secrets Aren’t Buried — They’re Living Next Door

By S A Spencer -
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  A shocking tale of identity, betrayal, and the doctor who rewrote dozens of lives. Story: S A Spencer Author of Popular Fictions :  The Pink Mutiny ,  The Black Waters ,  Dream In Shackles She was halfway across the pedestrian crossing on Collins Street when her phone buzzed again — the same unknown number, the same message preview that made her stomach drop. “We need to talk. It’s about your father.” The tram bell clanged, jolting her back. She stepped onto the footpath, heart thudding, breath sharp in the cool Melbourne air. She didn’t open the message. She couldn’t. Not here, not with strangers brushing past, not with her pulse hammering like she’d just sprinted the length of Bourke Street Mall. She shoved the phone into her coat pocket and kept walking, but the words followed her like a shadow. It’s about your father. Except the man she called her father had been dead for twelve years. And the person texting her claimed he wasn’t her father at all. ...
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