There was a nakedness in rudeness, and she felt the edges of embarrassment flutter close to cloak her in shame. But she brushed the feeling away with effort, willing herself to believe in the dignity of being impolite.Short story in progress
Am writing. Or attempting to. The past few weeks I have been so overwhelmed with work that I have no energy to do anything except come home and obsess over Doctor Who and/or Harry Potter (or both at the same time). Anyway, here’s another darling that will probably be axed at some point in the future.