Miss Carriage

She wore a skin-tight mini dress, and heels that clack, clack, clacked. Dry skin on her knuckles, sore and crack, crack, cracked. She lit up on the train. And all the people stared. She drew it in and blew it out. And all the people glared. She stood up very suddenly, and wiggled like a … More Miss Carriage

A Big Heart

Once the office clears we usually chat about nothing important. Sport, the weather, silly news stories. But last night he very nearly cried as he described watching his first son crawl for the first time. The rims of his eyes grew red. His voice kind of broke. He told me how his wife had been … More A Big Heart