Fiction, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Writing

At the day spa (short fiction)

Maya needed this. Her shoulders were tight, her jaw clicky. She'd phoned last week, immediately after their fight, just as James was skulking out the door. Lately, it was all turning to shit. Work sucked. Her new boss was micro-managing her. After fifteen years, Maya didn't need a millennial peering over her shoulder. And last… Continue reading At the day spa (short fiction)