Nell lives on the third step of the home and gives boiled sweets to strangers. They tell her she was a teacher. She shrugs and asks, “Who?”
Stumbled across this whilst out wandering. Liked it. Well done.
Thanks Abi, like many good stories I think there is an element of memoir in there too (though I didn’t realise it at the time), fictionalised of course.
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