We make a cake, something we always do when we’re together. As we weigh, mix and bake, we talk of past, present and future. She is still the only person who can make me laugh so much it hurts.
They race their toy cars down a grassy slope. Again and again, tussocks of grass stop the cars dead, stalling the game. Eventually the boy, frustrated, kicks his toy, which flies unnaturally to the pavement. He claps his hands and … Continue reading
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