Half Brave Half Stupid

I always thought I’d done the right thing and I loved her, I always loved her. All these years together and I look at our son and as much as he’s me, he’s her. They’ve been long years at the start, they’re shorter now, but somehow sharper. It’s like the way we talk. When I [...]

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She woke humming a tune, it must have been blues for there were tears in her eyes and few things moved her to tears like the songs her mother used to sing without category. No. It wasn’t quite soul, for how could she truthfully sing soul, when her own had escaped long ago. “What a [...]

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