Customer Service

It was a smile so brittle and symmetrical, Sam was sure the receptionist practised it in front of a mirror. The tilt of her head seemed an affectation, the enamel of her teeth blinding white. No matter what Sam said, the expression and inflection remained the same—bright, saccharine and devoid of sincerity. ‘Can we get … More Customer Service

The Chess Game

It started small. The nudges against her father’s control, his put downs and criticisms. His expectation she would mould to his will like clay. Olga watched him teach her brother chess. Of course, her father made sure he never won. The pieces click-clacked against the board and her brother glowed under the sun of his … More The Chess Game