When they first met, he made big plans involving glass. He started building slowly around her, one glass brick after the other. The dome was the hardest part, but by the time they were married, it had become a hermetic construction. When they had their first baby, they decided against transparence and went for a mother-of-pearl hue. Seeing the world gave her bad dreams. The trouble began when he died — the chisel in his hand shattered her glass bell, and bills, contracts, account statements rained down on her. She is still fighting to climb on top of them.
Bio: Sophie van Llewyn is an Assistant Editor for Bartleby Snopes. Her prose has been published by Flash Frontier, The Molotov Cocktail and Sick Lit Magazine, among others and has work forthcoming in Hermeneutic Chaos Journal and Ink in Thirds.