'Fury' by Phoebe Eclair-Powell

Sam, young, impulsive single mum. Londoner born and bred and never ever left. Sam makes her mistakes, but who can blame her?

Tom, rents the flat above, the one Sam cleans. If they can come to ‘an arrangement’ he won’t call the social on her. You might think Tom is a monster. You might think Sam’s kids would be better off without her. Someone needs to make decision.

‘Fury’ is a chilling and powerful modern Medea about motherhood and class, taking an unapologetic look at the single young mum, the one already judged before she’s opened her mouth.