Cannot Be

“He was so small, delicate, perfect. Why oh why?” tears streamed. “Darling, please stop. You can’t bring him back.” “No, I know. It’s so sad.” Mrs Jackie Adams pulled her hand from Mr Joe Adams’ grip. “I’m going to wash this filth from me,” she said, she brushed her frock. “What filth? We’ve only beenContinue reading “Cannot Be”