Diversion: Living with Lorraine, Part 3
Lorraine set me up with an easel in the backroom by the window, with an old blanket down to protect the carpet. She brought it back from one of her […]
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Thirteen
The day before they let me out, a man came to see me. I was sort of half-dozing at the time – not really asleep as such, but I’d found […]
Twelve
The voices are hushed and anxious, zoning in and out, blurring into the background music of bleeps and clatterings. They come and go, sometimes saying strange things. One in particular […]
