Today’s words are: BACK – FIDGET – CUP.
My ongoing story:
His mum, Laura, held his hands and listened closely, her eyes staying locked on her fidgety son, but her twisting lips suggesting her mind was already elsewhere. When Teeny was almost finished –she knew he was keeping something back, but trusted him enough to believe it wasn’t vital to their being able to find her mum– she stood up straight, pulling her son with her.
“Ok,” she said, cupping his face. “This is not your fault.”
“No,” she stressed. “This is on my mum. Some days she thinks she’s somewhere else. We simply need to find her there.”