Another new short story IGUANADON appears in INK, SWEAT AND TEARS this month.

“He glanced up and blinked as if he’d only just noticed me.
‘Miss Merton?’
‘There’s a Selima Gayler to see you.’
He threw his pencil so hard onto the desktop that it bounced off and clicked on the rim of the wastepaper receptacle.
‘Jesus of the Tits,’ he said. ‘Not again.’
‘She has shoulder pads,’ I said, spreading out my arms to indicate their width.
‘Still? Do me a favour, will you? Petty-cash it. Take her to lunch. Don’t be too mean.’
I pressed my hand to my heart.
‘Me? Mean?’”