Family, Fiction, Parenting, Writing


Cheryl sat on the cushion, pondering the interview. She had a good feeling about this one.

The other roles she’d interviewed for were taken by other more competent, younger candidates. Or someone internal, moving up within the ranks of the corporate ladder.

But this time, Cheryl just knew it was hers. Her work history was solid, albeit with a gap of two years for Fleur. God what a drag that was. Home each day with a crying baby, shitty nappies, and mushed food strewn everywhere. Cheryl was never more pleased when the woman down the street opened her home for Family Day Care.

Yes, this was going to be the one. The job that turned things around again.

Photo by Daniil Silantev on Unsplash

7 thoughts on “Afterwards”

  1. I like these snappy stories, it’s a different path for you isn’t it? I’ve been barely reading any wordpress stuff recently due to the creeping awfulness of GB in full lockdown again for what seems like forever. My muse is wounded, and sometimes feels totally directionless, roll on the exit strategy

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    1. Hiya 🖐🖐 god it’s awful isn’t it. We were in horror lockdown 6 months ago so I know how crappy it feels.
      Snappy story coz I’m busy at the mo and I don’t have time to devote to long, boring posts on here. But glad to hear from you and that you like the short ones 😀


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