I have a new story published by Orange & Bee.
We’d been looking at old family photos, and the one below, of my paternal grandfather and I, caught my eye. He really did love to create complex horoscopes that were beautiful. That memory was the inspiration for the following story.
My story starts with my grandfather dying. That probably sounds sadder than it is, but I’d only met him once when I was six, and I mostly remember that he loved to calculate my astrology birth chart. Big charts, too, not the mini horoscopes you’d get at home in England. He’d lay the paper out, and it’d be wider than my dad’s desk, covered in swooping curves and intricate golden symbols. He took it very seriously, like a science.
