Dennis, who are they? Where did all these people come from? Christine’s voice trembled as she gripped

Years later, Christine would often recall that day – the sharp tang of pine, the taste of dust, and the

“I can’t keep living with an old‑timer,” she said, eyes fixed not on me but on the plate of meatballs.

“Emily can’t live with a pensioner any longer.” She said it while staring not at me but at the plate

“The sea’s cancelled,” Leonard said, eyes glued to his phone. “Mum’s on her way.” I stood in the bedroom

Dear Diary, “the sea is off,” Edward said, eyes glued to his phone. “Mum’s coming over.” I was standing

Dear Diary, — Daniel, who’s that? Why are there so many people here? — my voice trembled as I tightened

— David, who’s that? How did the garden fill with people? — Eleanor’s voice trembled as she clutched

— Either you take him today, or I’ll just tie him to the road, — snapped a man in a pricey overcoat









