Jan 082015
 


Picture by Philip Hadwin
Artist: Philip Hadwin

Revised Plan A

By the early hours of the morning I have decided to write a letter to the person who, according to my calculations, is the father. I post it first thing, first class, then go up to Tiffany with my news.

‘No more wee drams then, lovey! No more pill-popping! How do you feel? Apart from terrified, obviously?’

‘Truly happy. If this isn’t a raison d’etre I don’t know what is.’
















 

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  4 responses to “Page 35”

  1. It’s beginning to feel real again, and the fine painting firms it up.

    • Thank you Bruce. Tiffany is my reality check, my anchor.
      I have noticed I’m doing poses lately with my hand on my belly, like it needs protecting, or I’m trying to feel that something’s there.

  2. I mis-read “To subscribe, leave your email….” as “To subscribe, Love…”
    My love to you both (and the father),
    JOHN ROSE

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