YSJ Anthology 2015

GARDENING
Bethan Mosley
A week after burying the body of her boyfriend Tom in their back
garden, April decided to cut the grass with the dark red lawn mower
that stood in their shed. It was the least she could do for him. She
had loved how he had beautifully maintained their small cottage
garden, especially admiring the soft pink ‘Angelique’ Tulip flowers he
had grown for her.
Once April had mowed the grass and put the lawn mower back in its
rightful place, she stood where she had buried him, and admired the
light refreshing scent of freshly cut grass whilst humming ‘You are
my Sunshine’.
After that day, whenever she smelled the aroma of freshly cut grass,
it took her back to the precise moment she had inflicted the killing
blow on the back of his head. April had never picked up upon Tom’s
gardening expertise, but she sure knew how to use a shovel.
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