An uncomfortable situation


I remember driving home one night from an uncomfortable situation. Slowing for potholes and narrow bailey bridges on the rough gravel roads. Tunnelling through black cliffs, stars and spruce silhouettes. Our daughter, maybe four at the time, sleeping baby brother on the backseat beside her. She said, “I  wanted to leave that place with my whole body.”



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