Thursday, 4 September 2008

One Route to Love

You Know

He wore my mother’s jewellery at five, danced in his sister’s dresses at ten; my make-up went twice as fast when he was fourteen. The only sport he watches on the TV is men’s swimming and today, he say’s he has a secret to tell.

As a mother, you know.

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