• Short Stories

    The Soup

    Originally published in the April 2013 issue of the St. Somewhere online journal. ‘I hate him, I hate him, I hate him.’ As she stirred the soup, she imagined that she was hitting him with each turn of the spoon. She watched her hands move in the remnants of daylight seeped through the kitchen window. She was mesmerised by the dark lines that criss-crossed the back of her hands and wondered when those lines had appeared.