Separations by Sudha Balagopal
Nina finds her six-year-old twins in a tangle of skinny limbs on the same bed. Today, they’ll go into separate classrooms.
Nina finds her six-year-old twins in a tangle of skinny limbs on the same bed. Today, they’ll go into separate classrooms.
He’d been under the stairs for years, forgotten and neglected. This wasn’t what his family had envisaged when they’d sold him.
No-one’s sure what going to happen next. Today, its ‘acids and bases’. They’ve dipped litmus paper into milk and ketchup and written down the results.
But the woman seems so nice. She reminds Jenny of her mother, and her mother always taught her to be polite to old people.
The boy with the glass eye was back. His third time that week. He popped his eye from its socket, twiddled it between fingers the way a magician would a coin.