24 April 2012
Chapter 2: Past Starts (Part 1) Denny
The house was always quiet when Jace was out and my new home was no different. Sadly, my new neighbours weren’t as welcoming as the Turners had been. Whenever I had been home alone, I knew I could just pop over to Gwyneth’s for a cuppa and a chat. She had been a better neighbour than anyone could dream of; like a mother and best friend all rolled into one neat package.
I picked at the sticky tape of another cardboard box to free the flaps and the contents inside. We had been living here for two weeks now and there were still boxes everywhere that needed to be unpacked. Packing up had been a difficult chore but still easier than this.
Revealing the contents, I realised that this box would be no quick task.
There at the top was a photo album. It had a soft powder blue cover and in white writing ‘My Baby’. I can’t resist the urge to look at pictures of my son but what mother can’t. I clutched the album to my chest in the same manner I had him when he had been small enough to do so.
Heading into my new spacious kitchen, with cream cupboards and granite worktops, I switched on the silver kettle, placed my album in front of the window at the breakfast bar and pulled out a chrome stool to sit on.
Aww, I smiled. There he is only hours old. Gwyneth had been my only visitor at the hospital and she had taken the photo for me. Gosh, I look so young. Too young to be a mum!
Drift 2.1: Past Starts • Opuss № I