The morning my father died, I was just leaving the house for work, I turned around and put things in my handbag like I wasn't coming home for the night. When I left the train I turned my mobile phone on, usually I wouldn't even carry it to work. When I arrived at work I was told to ring my family, and my mother told me that exactly at the time I turned my mobile on, my father had closed his eyes for ever.
RE: WEEKEND THREAD
I didn't name you, I said lola's mammy