The Mechanic

A new short story from one of my favourite writers. 

‘You’re already fifteen minutes late to pick me up. I’m standing in the front hall in my baby-doll dress and prairie boots, pretending to inspect a photograph of my young grandmother releasing a seagull from her sandy hand, when Dad comes in from his office. He scans me up and down. “Boots? It’s summer, doll."’

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Published by Nici freelance writer

I’m a freelance content writer, copywriter and editor living in London, UK. I'm climate curious, run baby-friendly writing workshops and publishing writing from women at Boudicca Press.

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