Mrs Henderson

Lucy and I flew to New York together and it felt like liberation, like breaking through a thick bubble of drama, like, at last, seeing everything from a new perspective. I decided that, for my psychological well-being, I needed to take more holidays. I watched her in action as she navigated effortlessly through this frantic [...]

Holiday

My hair still wet from the shower, and my self-worth considerably diminished, I knocked on Lucy’s door. The hardest part wouldn’t be the pretending, making her believe that we actually had a chance. It would be, once again, trying to find a way to live with my flaws. Lucy had such blind faith in me, [...]

Cold shower

And it was. It was a drunken, immoral, guilt-ridden mess of a shag, but it was definitely much more than a kiss. It wasn’t satisfying, it was just tipsy fumbling in the dark, clumsy and going nowhere. It was revenge. It was pay-back for the first time Lou gave me a taste of heartbreak when [...]

No excuses

It was strange standing there, at the scene of the crime. It all seemed so undramatic now, the sidewalk was just dirty concrete and the door plain green. I rang the bell before I could give myself the chance to become too overwhelmed by the memories forever tied to the simple action of buzzing this [...]

Flaws

Monday evening after a deceptively ordinary day at work, I found Joan waiting for me outside the building. “Have you told her yet?” she asked, the veins in her neck bulging. “I’ll wait for her until the penny drops, but I would appreciate it if you could speed up the process.” I ducked as far [...]