MIDNIGHT ECHO: 3RD TASTE

What did she think she was doing? She looked at her babies, snoring in their bassinets, and nearly abandoned her plan. They might not mind if we stay, she reasoned, as she got up to tuck blankets around their shoulders. They’ll never know what we’ve lost.

A few bars of ‘Happy Birthday’ drifted in from the other room; her mother warming up for later.

Theresa ran her tongue around the thick scars inside her mouth, then clenched her teeth. “Mum?”Her voice was too quiet. She inhaled, exhaled slowly, tried again. “Mum?”

“What?” came Evelyn’s voice, echoing from the kitchen.

“I forgot to get candles for the cake. Can you run out and get some? I’m going to give the kids a feed before everyone gets here– and we can’t have the party without candles.”

— Tiny Drops, by LL Hannett

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