Skyline
Flat
. Squatting spider-like behind a glass screen, the postmaster beckons
Lyn forward. Traffic noise from the open door fills every corner of the shop.
Harry's mouth is so close to the screen his breath mists the glass; he appears
to be shouting but Lyn can barely hear his voice.
You can still have me you know, when you come free.
Divorced for years, she wonders, uneasily, what she should free herself from.
Customers shuffle in the queue behind her, pretending to study the yellowing
posters and grubby birthday cards in racks. The shop smells of paper, dusty
floorboards and something indefinably linked to the man behind theglass
.
by Jo Cannon
Jo is a G.P. in Sheffield. She won the Writers Inc Writer of the
Year award 2005 and first prize in the HISSAC short story competition 2005.
Her stories have been published in The Reader, Cadenza magazine and Tears in
the Fence.
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