• Childhood,  Friendship

    A Drop of Kindness

    I heard the shouting through my bedroom wall one night. It was a woman’s voice. She sounded like how my mum did when my older brother had done something stupid. I fell asleep to the sound of her slurring words. The next night, as I was drifting off, I heard a small, soft voice. It was a girl. She sounded like me. Her sad singing, like a lullaby, sent me off to sleep. Smash. Thud. Bang. I got used to the shouting and crying after a while. I thought we’d have decent neighbours when we moved like our last ones. It was all Dad’s fault. He didn’t lose his job.…

  • Family

    Stay Home, Stay Safe

    I only want to hold her. One squeeze. One kiss. She’s been in the hospital for so long. Her poor mother can barely hold a conversation over the phone. Exhaustion has snatched her up, and now her baby girl is being snatched up. If only the girl’s temperature would drop. If only her heart rate would slow down. If I could just step outside my front door and drive over to be with them, to give my daughter a break, to give my granddaughter hope. I only want to hold her. One squeeze. One kiss. And then I’d leave. Drive back home. Shelter inside with my puzzles and biscuit tin.…