Mama
Thursday, April 10, 2025
The woman in the supermarket queue in front of me is swivelling left to right, eyes panicky wide, combing the gaudy aisles of the supermarket. Wedged into place, she tries to bend light around people cross-currenting through the wide gutter between the cash registers and the rows of shelves to see what she was looking for. At the other end of the cereal aisle, a young girl takes a man’s hand and walks away from her. The woman takes a deep breath and turns back to the till. Job done, she smiles at the cashier over her shopping. ‘How much?’.