Wednesday, 4 November 2009

The day before Bonfire Night


She was regretting how hard the path is, how lonely. She said "I won't cry, I won't!" and she didn't. It was raining.
It was cold. She was shivering. No fireplace, no tea, no biscuits.
She wondered when missing F.Land came to mean missing Rupert.
Lucy was sad.

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