I am hopeful. I am painting my toenails in 'Knockout Red'. I am making a brooch. I've got this stuff all over me: cinnamon toast and my perfect body oh I will never be modest again.
Classic Dunthorne: a series of medium words vibrating lightly: a power-shower’s poor temperature control, a stopped golden pocket watch, a list of life ambitions with one item ticked.
Karen pulls up opposite, chopsticks clicking as though making a scarf from her udon noodles; our three minutes pass in excruciating knit one purl one chit chat.