A short story by Stevie Davies
I’ve a skin-tingle like flu or guilt and the key quivers in my hand. In point of fact I’m not trespassing, I tell myself: I’ve every right to be here. Mair gave me that right.
Or did you swindle it out of her with your sly, fey ways, as her nephews maintain? Did you spy a crafty chance to cadge your way indoors from the cold? Apparently you accosted her in a supermarket queue last year, her family said. You were down on your luck. And you took advantage, seeing that her mind was wandering. You saw the main chance and turned her against us. You’ll hear from our lawyer.Sign in to read more
Stevie Davies is Emeritus Professor of Creative Writing at Swansea University. She is a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature and a Fellow of the Welsh Academy. She has published widely in fiction, literary criticism, biography and popular history. Her collection of short stories, Arrest Me, For I Have Run Away, will be published by Parthian in September, 2017.