Miri

I walk carefully down the stairs. I take a deep breath hoping it will glue my thoughts together. My family are gathered in the sitting room corralled by cases and bags.

I cry at steak, but still buy it. It stays in the fridge till two days after its use-by date and then I throw it away…..

Tim left over a week ago now. He half waved at me from the pontoon and then climbed into the seaplane and didn’t look back. He left the way he had been throughout our trip, angry and resigned.