“ The whole fairground with all its memories would soon be smashed into the dust. ”
My friends are always conscious of what people think of them. As though life is something that has an audience.
~ Caroline Green
He was already fading. I knew that it wouldn't be long until he was just a vague image, however much I tried to cling onto his memory.
He was one of those people who completely changes when they smile. Like the sun had come out.
Just for a moment, amid all the bad stuff, this was a happy place again.
