Had you been lying all along? Mum gently stroked my hair. I whispered into her shoulder. โI canโt go back. Not yet. I canโt leave.โ And she held my head tight to her chest and wrapped her arms around me. โYou donโt have to,โ she said, rocking me. โYou donโt have to do anything you donโt want to do, not anymore.โ And I cried.
Lucy ChristopherNobody's bought this land. And no one's going to want it either. It's dying land, lonely land." "Like me, then," I said. "Yes, like you." You chewed the corner of your lip. "You both need saving.
Lucy ChristopherOne day they'll let you out of that dry, empty cell. You'll return to the Separates, and you'll feel the rain once more. And you'll grow straight, this time, toward this sunlight. I know you will.
Lucy ChristopherI craved your warmth. I hugged myself, rubbing my fingers up and down. I guess people are like insects sometimes, drawn to heat, A kind of infra-red longing.
Lucy Christopher