I was 17 when I first came to this house. A rosy-cheeked virgin all dressed in white. Sure I had visited before but visiting is not the same as living in a house. Your Mother was sweet and kind to me, fussing around showing me where to find things and then promptly snatched up her…
I am going to haunt you when I am gone. You will never be free of me, I can promise you that. I will find a way back here, to this town, to this house, to this room, to you. I will sit with you here, day in and day out and watch you mourn…
8th March 2010 Do you like reading? I love a good book and am never without one, although not all of them have been good obviously. In the main most are enjoyable, although there have been some real stinkers but there have also been some absolute wonders. In the stickers department, to name but a…
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