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The Girl in the Slayer Jacket
The Girl in the Slayer Jacket
The Girl in the Slayer Jacket
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The Girl in the Slayer Jacket

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Christmas and New Year in North London. Disgruntled coffee shop worker Madeline Calohan is between relationships, dealing with the fallout of the end of one romance whilst pining for a girl she professes to not even like. Agatha wears a Slayer jacket; colours her hair in wild, bright colours; and is very tall, for a girl.

Madeline is uncertain about what the year beyond might hold and uncomfortable about the prospect of being alone. Can she put her past behind and let the girl in the Slayer jacket know how she feels?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJMS Books LLC
Release dateApr 14, 2020
ISBN9781646563364
The Girl in the Slayer Jacket

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    The Girl in the Slayer Jacket - Courtney Milnestein

    The Girl in the Slayer Jacket

    By Courtney Milnestein

    Published by JMS Books LLC at Smashwords

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    Copyright 2020 Courtney Milnestein

    ISBN 9781646563364

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    The Girl in the Slayer Jacket

    By Courtney Milnestein

    She knew her, of course; everyone knew her, after a fashion. It was hard to get away from her when the circle of her friends was so small. She was tall, that was how Madeline remembered the other girl being described, tall as a descriptor that became a gesture, a way of saying what could not be said, a nudge, a wink, a hint. She didn’t like it, she wasn’t comfortable with this kind of reaction from people, and yet she couldn’t really say that she liked the other girl much either. The girl in the Slayer jacket, as the song went, Tippex slogans etched upon the hem, decorated in button badges and patches not entirely dissimilar from Madeline’s own arrangement, but somehow made distinct by virtue of her height, a fact so readily inferred by others.

    A few years back, Madeline had first met her, seeing the shock of dyed blue hair in the crowd, her wild gestures indifferent to those around her. She had not been impressed, offering the girl a forceful shove when her elbow had come dangerously close to smashing a younger girl in the face. The girl had stared back at her, unable to understand what she had done wrong, unable to comprehend why she had been pulled out of the moment, and why Madeline, a head shorter than her, long red hair and too much eyeliner, was shouting four-letter words in her face. It could have gone better; as first meetings went, it could have gone better.

    For the next couple of years, Madeline was sort of aware of the other girl’s presence, though she didn’t know her name. At the Assembly Hall, clutching a plastic glass, she saw her in the crowd; at the Forum, she was there by the bar, talking with a friend, the blue in her hair all but washed out, whilst, at the Electric Ballroom, she could be seen on the fringes of the pit, cautiously evaluating when was the right moment to pitch herself forward into the crowd.

    Madeline had not felt it necessary to learn her name. What was the point, after all, it wasn’t like they were going to be friends

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