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"A house divided against itself cannot stand" - Mark 3:25 Prologue: Corinne- November of 1986 Corinne sat in a large chair, crossing her arms in her lap.
The storm grew stronger that night. The wind howled and the trees swayed. I was huddled up under a duvet and two blankets listening to the rain on the window. I didn't get much sleep that night.
There came no reply. With a groan, expecting the worst, I checked to see if Mum hadn't waken yet. The bed covers were disturbed and her pyjamas were sprawled on the bed, so she was definitely changed.
Every day, I would ask my white cat, Yoghurt, "Have you see Cocoa today?" And every day she would give me the "Nope, now feed me" face.
Chapter 2 -What. Olivia woke up, groggy and tired on the sofa. Why was she here. What time was it. She looked at her multicoloured duck watch. Two in the morning. She groaned. What about the kids.
Chapter Seven. We restarted in the kitchen. On one hand it was the easiest room due to the fact that 70% was bad food that needed binning.