The dog had the strangest tick – he would relentlessly swirl around his tail. Loop on loop on loop.
His favourite toy – a round rubber ring. Continue reading “The dog”
seeing the humanity and joy in our everyday
His favourite toy – a round rubber ring. Continue reading “The dog”
I remember the reception room, flooded with light. Light reflecting on the bookcase vitrines, light dancing on the crystal glassware on the table.
Pawel’s mobile rang and for some reason he didn’t take the call in the main room. He went upstairs. I remember thinking he was gone for ages and that it was peculiar that he had left the room. Premonition? He came down eventually and he was changed. A few months later, a common friend told me she couldn’t recognise Pawel – that he had gotten old all of a sudden. Continue reading “The End”