Paul Jacobsen used to give me a dead leg in Sunday school and I used to bite my tongue so hard to stop from crying that I swear there’s still a dent left on the tip from my two front teeth. Then he got his leg blown off in Korea – his right leg, which made me think something was odd because it was my right that he used to knuckle numb each week, since he always sat on that side of me – and a part of me wondered if it wasn’t some sort of divine retribution.
Jo Gatford wants to live on your bookshelf. She has had short works published in Metazen, Underground Voices, Short, Fast and Deadly, and was a finalist in this year’s Aesthetica Creative Works competition. She lives in Brighton and is currently editing her second novel.