The Last Birthday Standing in the dark just waiting was intolerable but, when you're young, an hour can feel like a lifetime, and when there's nothing to do... "When do we get-" I started to ask for the gazillionth time, interrupting myself and bouncing with glee as headlights danced over the window. "Hush now, get ready" my mother said. As soon as the handle turned I yanked the door open, screaming "Happy Birthday, Daddy!" just as we'd practised. "Mrs. Rhodes?" the officer enquired, "I'm sorry but..." Mummy's scream confused me. But that was then, not now. That was the last birthday daddy had.. 100 words |