Here is my short story which made the shortlist for the Doolin Short Story Competition 2014.
Millie rested her arms on the stone wall of the bridge and gazed out across the rippling water.
“I’m nervous about tomorrow,” she confessed.
Her very best friend, Roisin, mirrored her stance, although she did not have to stand on her tiptoes like Millie because she was taller.
“Me too,” she agreed. “But it’s also kind of exciting, isn’t it? First day of Continue reading