Every days

Susan’s gloves were threadbare, and she knew it was time to buy some more but they were the last birthday present that Geoff had bought her. Not her last birthday together, but the last he’d been able to go out, stand up, speak. Her birthdays after that had been every days, merging in turn like traffic in motorway roadworks.

Then he’d gone. She could breathe again, not hear his rasping and feel guilty that her lungs worked, weren’t full of asbestos.

She stood outside the department store, saw the rainbow of gloves inviting her over the threshold. She knew crossing it would change everything, the end of her old life, the threadbare existence and the start of a new and colourful life.

She clutched the birthday card in her hand, the one she’d found with the note he’d left, with the spider-like writing, telling her to be brave. She inhaled and stepped forward.

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