Fiction Author: Kate Axeford

My Sister the Violin

Rita Bound orchestrates disdain. With her eyes rolled skywards, and a well-timed shake of her curls, she contempts,  ‘Your divvy sister’s just bust my eardrums with her screeching.’  Rita’s henchwomen parody impressions, in stereo, to the raucous appreciation of the ‘William Green Comprehensive’ school’s dinner queue. I’m consoled by the knowledge their matching blond perms are …

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