A Stolen Future

she’d still appeared small in the bed, and fragile, like an injured bird, broken and lost. Beyond the bandages and bruises she’d been calm, although distant, and struggled to concentrate on anything for any period.

she’d still appeared small in the bed, and fragile, like an injured bird, broken and lost. Beyond the bandages and bruises she’d been calm, although distant, and struggled to concentrate on anything for any period.

she’d still appeared small in the bed, and fragile, like an injured bird, broken and lost. Beyond the bandages and bruises she’d been calm, although distant, and struggled to concentrate on anything for any period.

Sharon sits behind the counter, as usual. She is far too pale, her face drawn and sickly beneath the peroxide hair. I’ve heard rumours she is ill and undergoing tests but as far as anyone k