White Bones
“She had set her alarm for 7:30 am but when it beeped she was deeply involved in a dream about her mother. In her dream it was a warm day in August, with blue skies and rolling Atlantic clouds, and she was sitting in the garden telling her mother that she was expecting a baby. The birds twittered, the leaves gossiped in the breeze. Her mother frowned and said, “Another baby, or the one who died?”
She sat up with a jolt. Her hair was all sweaty. She looked at the clock and she couldn’t believe it... was 9:07 am. Paul was still buried in the pillow beside her, snoring in a high, sinister cackle.
She dressed hurriedly, in a black coat-suit and a gray sweater, snagging her new black pantyhose with her fingernail. She managed to gulp down half a glass of orange-juice before hopping out of the house with the back of one shoe squashed awkwardly beneath her foot and a folded piece of bread-and-Flora clenched between her teeth. As she neared Cork she found that the main road was jammed with over a mile-and-a-half of traffic.MoreLess
She sat up with a jolt. Her hair was all sweaty. She looked at the clock and she couldn’t believe it... was 9:07 am. Paul was still buried in the pillow beside her, snoring in a high, sinister cackle.
She dressed hurriedly, in a black coat-suit and a gray sweater, snagging her new black pantyhose with her fingernail. She managed to gulp down half a glass of orange-juice before hopping out of the house with the back of one shoe squashed awkwardly beneath her foot and a folded piece of bread-and-Flora clenched between her teeth. As she neared Cork she found that the main road was jammed with over a mile-and-a-half of traffic.MoreLess
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