short story

The English Alphabet

When you were set to leave for England in the year 1940, you took it upon yourself to teach me English. We got from A for Apple to M for Mango, but you retraced your steps and said G for Goodbye before we could finish the rest of the alphabet. So here I am, picking […]

B is not for Boat

It was only years later that I would discover the existence of the term ‘phobia’¬†to describe my condition.