“My duvet was pink with daisies. I snuggled down waiting for Mum to call. It was only Mum and me and we were close. I didn’t have friends. Mum was my friend. We looked like sisters, people said. She died fast. A backache, a cough. A test and then another test and suddenly she was in hospital. Nobody even said the word cancer and next thing she was gone. Like a conjuring trick. Now you see her, now you don’t. I was nearly fifteen. I stayed with her friends till certain things. I stayed there till... I left. The sunlight through the curtains was like rosé wine oh no it wasn’t. Sometimes when I wake, as I am waking, I still expect the pinkness with the sun shining through. But then my eyes are opened to the cobwebs and the leak of deadish light. It took a moment to remember last night. But Doggo wasn’t there. I hauled myself upright and looked. The bottles on the floor, his bag, the stale tang of smoke in the air proved it had been real – but he had not come back. And I had actually slept all night.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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