Hex and the City

by Kate Johnson

‘I nurture things,’ said Iris, as a plump kitten wandered in. ‘Kittens, plants, grudges.’ She flashed a smile at Poppy.

‘I, er, might be bisexual though.’ ‘All the best people are,’ Iris said.

Poppy Thistlewood? Forget Rapunzel, I’m dating a hobbit

What are you even talking about? We might have started the Great Fire of London.’ ‘What, because we were so hot?’ He mimed making a telephone call. ‘Hello, Kings of Leon? Our sex was literally on fire, any advice?’

‘Today has been a hell of a week,’ Poppy said grimly.

‘Don’t you ever wish I was normal?’ Poppy said. They looked surprised she’d even asked. ‘What is normal?’ her mum said. ‘Nobody’s normal. Trying to be like everyone else will only make you unhappy.’