Sunday Slot – It Won’t Happen Again

Chapter Eight Laura ‘Laura, sorry to ring you at work, but has your mum been in touch?’ ‘No, I haven’t spoken to her since last night,’ Laura said, her worst fears realised. ‘She’s gone back to him hasn’t she?’ She didn’t want the answer, but her stomach had been unsettled all morning. ‘I found aContinue reading “Sunday Slot – It Won’t Happen Again”

Saturday Spent – Snippet from It Won’t Happen Again

Dozens of missed calls, but only one voicemail this time. Martha, please. I’m lost without you by my side. My drinking must stop, and it will. I’ve not touched any since you left. If you come back to me, I’ll be different this time. Please Martha, I’m drowning. I’ve had to take time off work.Continue reading “Saturday Spent – Snippet from It Won’t Happen Again”

Friday Friend – A snippet from It Won’t Happen Again

‘You’ve been such good company these past few days, we make quite a team.’ ‘I’m grateful. So incredibly grateful, never forget that.’ ‘Come on now, you know I would do anything for you,’ Theresa said. ‘You deserve good things to happen to you and they will from now on.’ ‘I shouldn’t be imposing on youContinue reading “Friday Friend – A snippet from It Won’t Happen Again”