For fifteen years everything was perfect. Perfect and safe. Nothing could go wrong, and nothing ever did. Her life was cast from a flawless mould, with no heartache and few surprises. Until yesterday.
We want to hide them, tuck them away with our guilty conscience. They are the cracks in our flawlessness, evidence of mistakes we made, impulses overtaking our rational minds. A reminder of a time we'd rather forget, a relationship gone sour, a stranger getting too close or health that deteriorated. It is the past reaching … Continue reading Scars Series
Someone sends Zuzannah malicious racist messages. She has no idea who it is, she doesn't recognise the number. Then the phone calls start. And Zuzannah doesn't feel safe anymore.
They rolled in traffic past an ambulance stuck on the side of the road, steam hissing from under its bonnet.
He had that look of awe on his face now. Cruelly, she came right up to him as if to deliver his every fantasy, then pivoted slightly walking right past him at the last second. She thought she could almost hear him exhale that last breath he had been holding in. She smiled. A small victory, but still a victory.