Thinking about the girl kneeling in a puddle too warm to be spilled drinks. He’d never asked Cleo why she’d been reaching for her. If he’d helped at all before she’d been dragged across the floor and vanished. Never asked why she was screaming. She hadn’t been the only one. ...
For the past two years I have been repeatedlybent at the knees with surrender to forces and events vastly larger than [me] –than any of us.I have not just been kneeling in a pool of the unknown, I have been swimming in it. And some days I am just treading water, surviving. The ...
He learnt very quickly. The other day I was kneeling in front of a chest of drawers putting away the laundry when I felt two gentle paws land on my back. I turned round and there he was, having crawled out from under his daytime spot under the bed…ears up….big round brown eyes s...
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