My father tells me to bring a notepad and pen with me next time I come down. โThere are a lot of things we need to sort out,โ he says. At his house, I sit in the armchair opposite him. I open my notepad and click my pen. My father lights a cigarette. Every so …
The old lady has pale blue eyes, wavy white hair and a benign smile. She sits in a chintz-covered armchair, a blue leather handbag balanced on her lap. โDo you have any children?โ she asks. I tell her I have a daughter who is 26. The old lady nods. โI never had any myself,โ she …
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