It was the right size and shape, five little holes punched out of its bottom edge with space for one more, but where the logo of a coffee shop should be there were only two words in serif font: Disloyalty Card. Derrick picked it up and turned it over, but the other side was completely blank...
A short story about loyalty cards, coffee, and the nature of the soul. I have a lot of loyalty cards, such that I often call them my disloyalty cards. Why isn't the whole system computerised in more places?
I have brought my YouTube channel up to date, and all 61 Pocket Fiction podcasts are now available there - including this one! You can curl up in front of the warming rays of a simulated fire, perhaps with a cup of cocoa and a hot water bottle, and while away the winter evenings.
As always, I would love to collaborate with you! If you have short fiction that you would like me to include as a standalone episode of Pocket Fiction, drop me a line!
Each track is also available as a podcast through the iTunes store.
Thanks for listening! Ideas? Suggestions? Things you would like me to read? Please comment and subscribe!
Music: “The Pyre” Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com).
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