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‘He probably would have killed you though.’ ‘Probably, but I’d got to a point where I didn’t care.’ ‘You certainly played close to the wire, the least my dad would have done was ground me and take away my allowance. I can imagine the punishments he would have subjected you to.’ ‘I would have beenContinue reading “Monday Mention – Snippet from It Won’t Happen Again”

‘I was like that with my friend Julie. I met her when I was volunteered at church functions.’ ‘I wouldn’t imagine your father liked that?’ ‘It made him look good with the neighbours, his daughter, helping out at the church.’ ‘Makes sense.’ ‘During our breaks we used to sneak to the back of the church.Continue reading “Saturday Special – Snippet from It Won’t Happen Again”

CHAPTER NINE LAURA Coffee going cold, Laura spread out a group of photographs on the dinner table. They could have been happy mementos of her mum’s past, wrapped in a red ribbon, but instead were mere glimpses into what could have been if her mum had turned left instead of right. ‘It’s almost like she’sContinue reading “Friday Friendship – Snippet from It Won’t Happen Again”

‘Are you okay Laura?’ The phone shoved deep into her pocket; Laura tried to compose herself. ‘Laura are you okay?’ She repeated. The door opened; Laura came face to face with Lucy. ‘I’ve just had some news, that’s all . . .’ She didn’t want to reveal everything, not in front of a relative stranger.Continue reading “Thursday Trust”

‘I’m just going to the toilet.’ She merely glanced at her colleague and bolted through the double doors – Lucy not far behind. Laura couldn’t feel any connection to her legs. It was as though there was no time to think. She hated her mum. She hated a God that allowed women to suffer inContinue reading “Wednesday Worry – Snippet from It Won’t Happen Again”

‘Laura, I’m angry too, but that won’t get us anywhere,’ Theresa said. Laura gulped down salty tears. ‘I’ll leave work early and try and make her see sense.’ She wanted to punch the wall, at least then all the anger could dissolve into nothingness. ‘One day I will get that call from the police tellingContinue reading “Monday Misery – Snippet from 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”

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”

Constant replaying of the messages and the only positive thoughts came with her time alone with Tabitha.    Tabitha put her brush in the blue ready to paint the sky. ‘How did you get that bruise on your eye?’  Martha took a deep breath and gazed at her granddaughter. ‘I bumped into the door,’ MarthaContinue reading “Thursday Tester”