Duo Stories

“You just missed Sheriff Fatman, he was looking for you.” ‘Shit!’ Ellie slumped against the wall. This game of cat and mouse couldn’t go on much longer. She was two months behind with the rent. She hadn’t realised Art School would be so expensive. She seemed to be in the college shop almost every day buying brushes, paint, paper or canvas. Mr Rackmann, or Sheriff Fatman, as Jodie had christened him, was their overweight,...