Marni moves around the kitchen slowly; rubbing her temples in the hope that it will ease her aching head. It’s been a hard week, what with the dinner...
‘It won’t be long now’, Belle hears the nurse say as she drifts back into the darkness. She knows she is dying. It’s fine. She’s warm and comfortable...
For the umpteenth time Gareth checks his teeth, straightens his new tie and fiddles, even though there is no need, with his hair. He rinses and dries...