Oh mum
What’s up
Yeah I’m ok
How are you?
Hi
Hi darling
Tight fists, furrowed brow.
No I don’t want to come home I just ... Mum?
You can come home you know
She picked up her phone and thought about calling him. Instead she opened up Instagram and flicked though the feed, stopping at a pic of Jules, toothy-smiled and bright-eyed. Gorgeous, she was. Her best friend, off travelling round India. Rich colours and spices in the air. So exciting. The time difference made it hard for them to talk. But she was so happy for her. She thought about how brave she was, going off all alone.
She sat dipping the tea bag in and out of her mug. “IF LIFE GIVES YOU MELONS YOU MIGHT BE DYSLEXIC” She smiled and thought about what a stupid mug it was, a gift from her mum.
Yes darling
...love you
I love you too. Have a good rest little bird.
I’ll call you tomorrow.