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This is for every woman who has ever walked home with her keys between her fingers. And for my mum, who has always shown me what it means to be a strong woman.
I smile sweetly but what I really want to do is take my spoon and scoop his eyes out, then use the back of it to smash them like the avocado on my sourdough.
He referred to himself as an ‘entrepreneur’. Which everyone knows is shorthand for twat.
Something inside me begins to stir, stretching out after a long sleep, batting my fear away with a paw.
