There were a few key moments in life. When you realised things Had To Fucking Change. Effy'd had a few of these moments over the years, and this morning had given her yet one more: Simon's cock. Simon being her mother's latest in a line of increasingly annoying boyfriends. If he'd only keep his clothes on in the kitchen, he might have made it ( Read more... )

Why hadn’t she lied? After everything, she probably could’ve got away with another couple of months of slouching around, uselessly unemployed. Could’ve told them she wasn’t ready ( Read more... )

Effy’s bench was feeling a little on the crowded side today. For once, not because she was sharing it with a flock of ducks that had decided she was their best source of food. No, today it was because of the pop-up restaurant and a host of pancake related activities down by the lake. It did up the people-watching potential, that much was true. That ( Read more... )

The bench today had changed, but the activity had not. The ducks needed a break from her omnipresent stare. That honor had been picked up by the guys replacing the last few smashed doors of the local shopping centre. The last signs of damage from the week before getting wiped away before her eyes ( Read more... )

This was becoming a daily ritual, of sorts. Effy'd always come here when she was younger. With Tony to feed the ducks when she was really little, alone after school when she was older... and now. Her bench was still her bench, the ducks were probably different, but they looked similar enough for it to make no difference. The seasons went by, but it ( Read more... )

"For fuck's sake, Effy! What in the hell were you thinking?"

Well, this was getting off to a fun start now, wasn't it? And with volume high enough to disturb their neighbors pretty effectively.

( Cut, for a Stonem family meeting. )