Author: Arthur. They could hear it before they could see it.  ‘Do you hear that?’ she asked.  ‘Yes, a buzzing sound,’ he replied. ‘Is it a mosquito?’  ‘I don’t see anything.’ ‘Neither do I. It’s still there though, like a…fly.’ ‘Yeah, that’s it. That’s it.’ She snapped her fingers and jigged them a little, as … Continue reading Flies →