Zoe did not mean to stop by the fishmonger. She was just passing. But then she could not resist the fillets laid out in rows, the shiny prawns and the promise of something fresh. Especially she could not resist the fish cakes. A taste of home cooked comfort they sat in rows, entrancingly inviting her to buy. 'I'll take two' she said.
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Space Between
General FictionZoe wants to live her life differently. She decides to only act in the spaces in between the expected moments of her days. This is what happens.
