I Think She Left Me in the Frozen Aisle
I had just helped to put two tins of pineapple chunks in the basket. I turned to the freezers wondering why she liked crushed pineapple with custard. Too yellow. Too sloppy. I leant over the edge of the freezer and looked at the pictures on the packets – rocket shapes and sprinkles, choc-ices and tubs and tubs of ice-cream. I put my head right down into the cold and breathed. It was wonderful. I inhaled again wanting the smell in my brain all day. Then I headed for the checkout – we would need to pay now. She wasn't there. Maybe she had gone round the other side for fish fingers. I went to look. She wasn't there. She must have gone away for ever. My dad did that. I stood very still and cried. A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Sue Finch @Soopoftheday
Bio: Sue Finch’s debut collection, ‘Magnifying Glass’, was published in 2020. She loves the coast and the scent of ice-cream freezers. You can follow Sue on Twitter: @soopoftheday.