October 28, 2020 at 1:28 pm #399883
Heck, I’ve just remembered something. And it’s not good.
A while ago, earlier this year, before lockdown, I found a hair on his bed.
I looked at it long and hard. I knew straight away it wasn’t mine or his.
I remember telling myself to remember it, because it seemed important, even though I had no context.
I had forgotten until now.
Recent Comments