“troubador@mulholland” ( a chapter from my feminist novel / memoir “whitegirrrl” ) short fiction, short story …

Your mom’s friends meet there in groups — and so you know them, but, what you didn’t realise is that when Henri invited you up for a lemonade he had something else in mind even though he was a family friend and had known you since childhood. He’s French, so that must explain it, you […]