Never Again

I listened as Big Ben struck eleven, twelve and closed my eyes, but tonight it kept going. Thirteen. Had I heard it right? I peer into the darkness, and tap my phone. All I see is a blank screen before it changes.

Not one o’clock, not two, but something in between.

If I had been drinking then all this would be plausible, but I’ve been dry all October. Covers are pushed back and I open my window as wide as it will go. From here I can see the face of the clock.

That will put my mind at rest.

Blinking I stare outside my window, but instead of the London horizon, there is a tree. I move the gnarled branches away from the glass. Multi coloured leaves dance in the wind before they drop to the earth.

Mum has warned me about this night – the only night where the clocks are moved forward on all hallows eve. It is a right of passage for a witch – to see our past, so that we could have a future.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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