Shrill screams woke her up, she wasn’t surprised to realise
that she was the one screaming. She was still panting heavily as she wiped out
the beads of sweat on her neck and brow. The door opened and her mother rushed
into the room.
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The stories in this blog are first draft stories with minimal editing, sort of like a practice blog.
Monday, 15 February 2016
Monday, 1 February 2016
Retroviral Chronicles part 7- Martha's rage.
I'm rather excited about this series, it's taking a very different form than I'd planned but I'm so loving this new path and all the unexpected bonuses. You can catch up on the older stories in this series if you click on the HIV/AIDS label on the right. Let's start today's episode shall we?
Anytime she saw the girl and her mother waiting to see
Patricia and collect drugs from the pharmacy, she’d want to punch something or
kill something just to assuage the feelings of rage and helplessness that
coursed through her at the sight of them. She struggled to school her facial
features to reflect cordiality even though her heart burned now and had been
burning since Jesse called last night.
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