Two Gentle Uncles Drinking to the Beat

Two Gentle Uncles Drinking to the Beat A Short Story by Untitled writer Gemma Parkes was thinking about Zoe Cox again. Zoe was a generous saint with chubby ankles and spiky hands. Gemma walked over to the window and reflected on her beautiful surroundings. She had always loved derelict Cape Town with its annoying, agreeable arches. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel worried.