When we check Katie into the hospital for the surgery at 7am and she is already hungry. ‘Fuck not eating for twelve hours’ she sits grumpily in the wheelchair, her long brown hair still rumpled and wet from her shower. We're not nervous, this surgery is going to fix everything. All the weakness she’s been … Continue reading Short Story: Shwarma
Short Story: Daily Commute
It’s been a hard morning, struggling to get the baby up, changed and dressed before walking to the bus stop. She needs to be carried and she is almost too big for it. It’s stinking hot too. Sweat is trickling down by back by the time we pass the corner shop and I wish I’d … Continue reading Short Story: Daily Commute
Short Story: After Dark
I watch the two boys dismember the marquee. Their bodies look stretched and wrong in the dark. Wrapped in layers to keep out the chill, they move awkwardly, reflective vests shimmering in the grey light – fish in a muddy river. I’ve given them responsibility for the whole row. Twenty tents. Eighty weights. Against the … Continue reading Short Story: After Dark
