We are going to sneak into the movies. His eyes light up, he is delighted and surprised that I want to (“Really?! Really?!!!”). We are naughty children, giggling and running sideways into each other as we sidle into the movie illicitly, a scary movie, my favourite.
We grab a seat and settle in… he knows what I am like with scary movies, I *like* to be scared, that sudden start of fear, when my everything … Continue Reading
