Tag: mother
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MOTHER’S DAY

Mum stopped on the wooden causeway. The wind swept the water over the sides, lapping at our feet. Through the grey mist, a man stood. He wore a grey fedora and trench coat. Mum put her arms round my shoulders as he approached. ‘You shouldn’t have taken the kid. He might have let you go,…
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BEST FORGOTTEN

Lillian stared at the incongruous door. Why had it been added to the old stone entrance? Why the rusty chain in front of it? She ran back to her father. ‘If there is a door, why does there need to be a chain?’ she asked. Her father looked down at her. ‘So that no one gets…