• Family

    Life’s Lenses

    He trudged into the shadows, his limbs aching, his joints cracking. The ground was dry and brown like cocoa powder, and the trees swished above him. There was no one around, except for nature’s early risers. He breathed the cool air deep down into his aged lungs, and when he breathed out, he could almost see his breath fall amongst the dried up leaves and broken twigs. Wasted breaths. All those years. He hadn’t appreciated the touch of a child’s hand on his shoulder, the whisper of a wife’s love in his ear, the smell of tea made especially for him by a teenager reaching out. Everything he had ignored,…

  • Family

    Heartbreak

    “Just this one favour and I promise I won’t ask you for anything ever again,” I plead for the third time, guzzling my coffee so I don’t have to meet my dad’s stern expression. “Son, the last time I looked after Annabelle, she threw up all over my beard.” He frowns. “Do you know how long it took to get the smell out of it?” his voice rises as he notices my smirk. “Look, I’m sorry. But I’m exhausted, Dad. I need a break.” “Don’t get me wrong. I love spending time with my granddaughter but this isn’t what she needs.” “Just take her for two days.” “What, so you…