Jemima J.
““I’ll see you tomorrow,” he shouted as he walked up the road, and Jemima nodded mutely on the doorstep, too happy to speak.She didn’t have time to think about him last night—the three beers had gone straight to her head, and as soon as she touched the pillow she was out like a light, but now, now that it’s morning, Jemima has time. Time to go over every word, every sentence, every nuance.She has time to think about what happened, what could have happened, and what will, she hopes, happen in th...e future, and in all her fantasies Jemima is thin.p. 103Jemima lies there for too long, and when she looks at the clock she knows that she’ll be late for work if she doesn’t get a move on. She hurries to the bathroom to run her bath, and completely forgets, yes really, completely forgets about her cereal.And then, while she’s waiting for the bath to run, she decides to do something she hasn’t done for months. She stands on the scales. Holding her breath, she balances her weight carefully, not daring to look down until she is perfectly still.MoreLess
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