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My mother would describe her gynecological problems to strangers. I would be trying on a pair of jeans, and I would hear “womb” or “spasm” over the curtain.
You need to stay here. This is not for you. You have the best of him now. There are other ways to say goodbye, this is not it.
Every day, at sunrise, he tells her he loves her. The words slip through his lips like honey, still heavy and full with her kisses
Desire, sexual tension and violence conspire to frustrate one couple’s relationship in this edgy little tale from Ian Shine.
“Mine and Rebecca’s love was born under a cloud of MDMA and that’s where it stayed for 75 days. Not that she’s figured that out yet.”
“This morning Donna’s life fell down. She was at the shop when it happened, the corner shop run by the Chowdry family”
“The sight of them makes me shrink away from my window, draping the curtain around me for protection.”