But there was more ofthe same to come, because when I returned to the living room, to myhorror Mom was sitting reading one of the mags I had hurriedly...stashedbeneath the chair. I stood rooted to the spot, two cups of chocolatein my hands. “Do you often read these things?” she asked in a quiet voice,looking up at me. “Er, no, not really. Jason loaned it to me. It’s his really. Ionly borrowed it out of curiosity.” We both knew differently. Mom gave me another. Most of her friends weren't able to visit her because they lived in far-away cities such as Manchester, Preston and even London. Her most frequent visitor was her daughter, Tracey, and that wasn't very often. Sometimes she arrived with her nine year old daughter, Odile, but most often with one or another of a succession of profoundly bored men."I don't know why my daughter ever bothers," said Iris. "I moved up here just a year ago when I retired and although we'd never been close she'd followed. More

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