My Name

By Roger Noons 

champagne

Still Water

‘Olivia Smith … Olivia Smith … OLIVIA SMITH.’

My name, they’re calling my name. How do they know my name? Why are they calling my name? I will not go, I will not answer.

It is not my name. My nisi has been made absolute. It is not my name; I am Olivia James, that is my name.

‘THAT IS MY NAME … OLIVIA JAMES.’