Suddenly, I Remember Camelot

Did I want another cup of tea? my mother asks, rising awkwardly from her chair. I shake my head and wave my half-eaten biscuit at her over my half-drunk mug. She settles back down into her chair but starts twiddling her thumbs. I swallow quickly and scoot over to her, phone in hand, encouraging her […]

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