Supermarket

These days, the supermarket was off limits. There are too many smells in a supermarket. Smells create conflict between the mind and its ability to control the desire to spew.

Even the smell of tap water made her heave. Just this morning, impending dehydration challenged her to try once more. Barely took a sip. The water reappeared, together with remnants of an earlier attempt to eat toast.

Despite the risks, she hid behind her largest sunnies and cautiously entered the forbidden land. With a plan to head straight for the water aisle, she hoped to minimise the risk of humiliation and get out of the supermarket, stomach contents in place.

With a bottle of water in each hand, she turned to head toward the checkout.

“Janine!”

An old friend of Mum’s. With a roast chook in her basket!

“Mop to aisle four. Repeat, mop to aisle four”.

Supermarket

Domenica

Bathurst, Australia

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An entry in the April Flash fiction comp

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