I couldn’t stop thinking about Trigger and Jukkie. That madness with the woman and her babies had been playing on my mind all weekend – and then there was Lightning. We’d all gone to see him in hospital on Sunday morning and he was proper bruck-up, his eyes swollen shut, one side of his face dark...
In the end, she had to leave him sleeping to avoid missing it altogether. When he wandered down later, bleary-eyed, asking, “Did I miss sehri?” she was furious. “Of course you missed it, Faraz! What time did you get in last night anyway? And where did you go?” Faraz’s head hurt and he waved away ...
I kept finding excuses to go out of the house, to walk down the drive, all the time hoping I would ‘bump into’ Amirah. The sparks from our meeting at the charity event kept me buzzing: there was definitely something there. But every time I left the house, I saw every neighbour but her. It was as ...