Location via proxy:   [ UP ]  
[Report a bug]   [Manage cookies]                
Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    From $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Water: Short Story
    Water: Short Story
    Water: Short Story
    Ebook34 pages27 minutes

    Water: Short Story

    By James Loscombe

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    The world ended and Louise survived. All she wants is a nice quiet apocalypse, but she makes the terrible mistake of running out of water. She finds a farm where she will be able to get what she needs, but the men who control it don't want to help. Not only that, but they are holding a group of women prisoners. Louise tries to put the struggle of the women to one side and focus on her own problems, but when one of the women asks for her help, she is forced to confront her own past. If she can't save the women then she knows exactly what will happen to them, and she doesn't want to happen to anyone else.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJames Loscombe
    Release dateAug 17, 2018
    ISBN9781386378624
    Water: Short Story
    Author

    James Loscombe

    James Loscombe has been publishing under various pen names for the last five years. He lives in England with his wife Tamzin and their sons Jude and Oscar.

    Read more from James Loscombe

    Related to Water

    Related ebooks

    Dystopian For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • UNLIMITED

      Shula And The Sun

      Oct 13, 2017

      Shula And The Sun
      8 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Milla’s Dandelion

      Sep 10, 2022

      The sun blinded Alchemilla as she entered the meadow. It was hidden deep in the forest, too deep for anyone to venture in without a reason. She didn’t mind the isolation, and if anything, it made her work easier. After her eyes adjusted, she took off

      12 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Alice in the Delta & Other Poems

      Sep 1, 2024

      Now the muscle can uncoverthe shoulderthe field can come inthe bright green grass as an act of repairThe plaster so tiredso gladto stop holdingeverything upAfter years she scrapeda rectangle on one walldown to white by the lightsocket before she tore

      4 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Ongoingness

      Apr 21, 2022

      Ongoingness
      8 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      New Leash on Life

      Nov 16, 2020

      New Leash on Life
      5 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      From Dawn ’til Dusk

      May 21, 2020

      From Dawn ’til Dusk
      5 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Cricket Ceague

      Apr 1, 2019

      Penelope Berkeley, age 9 Mars Hill, NC Night had fallen, and Luna awoke from where she had been sleeping in a cornfield. She moved steadily through the stalks with barely a sound, keeping her eyes on the glittering glass rooftop of the greenhouse in

      7 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Intelligent Creatures

      Jul 6, 2023

      Intelligent Creatures
      19 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Braving the STORM

      Aug 17, 2021

      Braving the STORM
      6 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Foggy Morning Fallow

      Dec 10, 2024

      I DIDN’T feel like it. Getting out of bed, I mean. I knew today would likely be my last chance during the rut. If I didn’t get up I’d miss out. I had three coffees before I felt awake and functional enough to check my kit and the clock. It read 4am.

      4 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Form Seven Alpha

      Oct 10, 2023

      So here I sit with it again, Form 7⍺. It is printed on cheap paper with low-quality ink that smudges under my fingers. The option they judge least bad for me has been scored through, unavailable, while the four other options remain. Since the last ti

      26 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Winds Of Change

      Dec 10, 2019

      “Till the end of the pitted and dusty lane, she was a dry, brown leaf swiftly floating down a clear stream. Part of it was easy, the part about being brown. ‘Brown as mud and common as mud,’ Aaji would scream every morning waking her up. The rest of

      9 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Freedom

      Aug 6, 2020

      Freedom
      7 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      One Little Life

      Jun 16, 2021

      One Little Life
      2 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary

      Jun 17, 2020

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary
      7 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      The Needle

      May 30, 2023

      The Needle
      4 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary

      Jun 17, 2020

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary
      7 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Finding Joan (again)

      Aug 8, 2024

      Finding Joan (again)
      7 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Evenings with Clarice Lispector’s Newest Translator

      Apr 24, 2018

      1. “I’ve been working on the translation nonstop—it’s like I’m in a trance,” Magdalena Edwards told me in early March 2017, while preparing a gin and tonic at her house in Santa Monica. I walked there from my place—we live very close to one another.

      8 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      THE Dark Light

      Oct 28, 2020

      THE Dark Light
      9 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Grandma Ruth’s UP Truck Stop

      Jun 10, 2024

      Content Disclosure: Mild language, Death or Bereavement Rachel’s last semester at the University of Michigan would have been easy if not for the news that reached her six weeks before her final exams. It wasn’t a phone call—the phone lines were still

      28 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      A Gentle STIRRING

      Mar 13, 2024

      A Gentle STIRRING
      6 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      A new TERM

      Sep 28, 2022

      A new TERM
      3 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Better

      Aug 12, 2019

      Better
      18 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Practicing

      Mar 15, 2018

      This would have been her favorite season in the Allegheny woods. The shadows of the trees were rickety, and the wind had sap in its scent. But last week, Ty had left; now one day decayed into the next. Their house was abandoned. Only their father, si

      18 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Ann Beattie

      Sep 15, 2017

      I’d started to visit Olivia more often because it was obvious she was lonely. The ALS lady who’d been moved to Hopkins had been Aunt Olivia’s closest friend, leaving aside Merton Hillstead, who actually went home. Even the friendly paperboy who somet

      23 min read

    • UNLIMITED

      Too late FOR LOVE?

      Jun 8, 2022

      Too late FOR LOVE?
      8 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Water

    0 ratings

    0 ratings0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      Water - James Loscombe

      If you would like to read more by James then check out http://jloscombe.com/books/ where you will find a complete list of releases.

      If you would like to be the first to know when new titles are available (and receive copies of all James’ short stories for free, then click here http://jloscombe.com/subscribe/ to register.

      Louise pushed aside another branch and stepped through the gap. She saw an overturned car resting between two trees and adjusted her route to avoid it.

      It was early, but the sun was already fierce. The forest provided good cover but her skin was still tender from where it had burned before. She shifted her pack, adjusted her scarf and pulled down the sleeves of her t-shirt. Next time she saw a shop, she would look for aloe and sun screen. Maybe she would get lucky and find somewhere that hadn’t already been looted so she could pick up some new boots as well; hers were coming apart at the seems.

      When she reached the road she stopped and leaned against the hillside to catch her breath. She opened her pack and took out a plastic tub and spoon. She ate cold beans then took out her water bottle. There was less than half left. She drank sparingly then repacked her bag. No sense in hanging around if she needed water. She started walking again.

      Louise couldn’t remember the last time she’d spent more than a few days in the same place. It was probably before everything had changed, back when Trevor had been aound to tell her what to do and where to go. Since everyone she knew had died, she hadn’t wanted to stop anywhere for longer than it took to refill her canteen and restock her food supplies.

      How long had it been since everything had changed? Sometimes it only seemed like weeks, other times it seeed like decades. She guessed it was somewhere between, but the days all blended into one another now. She couldn’t even remember the last time she’d spoken aloud, to herself or anyone else.

      The day wore on and she still couldn’t see the bottom of the hill. What little sky she could see through the overhanging trees was red and menacing. She kept moving, despite how weary

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1