Posted on April 16, 2009 at 2:17pm
The sun came and went in early April, interrupted by gusty days when windblown rain would rattle against the windowpanes and blow puffs of soot down the chimney and into the front room. Occasionally Chris would lose his temper and yell at someone to clean up the ashes, but would never do it himself. Occasionally I cleaned it up.
There were eight of us at the start. Now there are five. Me, Guy, Caitlin, Noel, and Chris. It wasn’t choice that led us all to live together. Guy’s the only… Continue