‘A Circular Life’ by David Lukens

A Circular Life “Don’t forget, I was brought up an heiress,” she said, massaging the dog’s arse with the palm of the hand that would soon be cutting cake. “He’s constipated, poor lamb.” She gave another loosening stroke. The dog wheezed through flattened snout and winked at me. “More cake?” “Not me, I’m full,” I lied and watched her lick a thumb and chase the … Continue reading ‘A Circular Life’ by David Lukens