I blow dad a kiss as i begin slowly to walk away. I feel him watching me, and feel Mum's eyes on me too, as i walk down the garden path, cut across the grass and follow the desire line I had created as a little girl, out onto the pavement leading away from the house I grew up in.

Though this time, I'm not alone.

thanks for the memories
THE END

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