To pass through life like a faint breeze was never Anne’s choice. The week after Mother died, she stole a ‘Racy Red’ Sharpie from work. After dark, she graffitied a lifetime of exploits all over town, being sure to include her full name. This fantasy self was a shameless floozy, a filthy show-off. Anne delighted in her new past.
When rumours transformed to points and stares, Anne celebrated with the rarest of Mother’s fine wines. Her unrestrained laughter flooded the cul de sac. The neighbours complained their way to bed, where fantasies of Anne rattled their triple glazing and gusted through their dreams.
Lucy Goldring is a Northerner in Bristol. She began writing fiction at the age of forty, only twenty years after she said she would. Lucy's stories have appeared in anthologies such as Best Microfiction 2022, National Flash Fiction Day, Bath Flash Fiction Award and Fuel. Online credits include Northern Gravy, Tiny Molecules, 100 Word Story, Roi Faineant and Ellipsis Zine. In her past life, Lucy worked in the voluntary sector, promoting sustainable solutions. Website: livingallover.com X: @livingallover
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