2 Mouths
Fiction Claire Frankland Fiction Claire Frankland

2 Mouths

Fiction

I can’t concentrate. I lie down in the afternoon when I sh/could be working. I lie down like my mother lay down. I thought she’d been sunbathing, until I realised she’d been resting before dying. I used to think she was lazy, lying down when there’s so much to do.

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