Codemother

Codemother by Nicki Blake

She hesitates at the edge of the dancefloor. The Rococo ballroom is excessive, intimidating – alabaster, gold leaf, crystal chandeliers, and mirrors. There’s stylised acanthus in every design, its twisted asymmetry disturbs her. Too much. Too much. Her feet are hurting. Her stomach is queasy. She remembers the advice Elvie gave her, stretches her arms… Read more Codemother