She was dead. He stopped drinking and stood up. Looking down at the body, he sighed again. He had drained a fairy. He stood thinking for a while, wondering what to do with the body. After a while he made up his mind. He kicked the body so that it rolled onto its front on the gravel pavement and walked away. Longer story of 'The Stranger' in Short Stories.

This book contains a selection of short stories I have written. Some may be made into full-length stories later on.