Thursday, 27 September 2012

Worst Week EVER

So as if having what I thought was a stroke (long story, it was probably a migraine), and then my Dad dying were not bad enough, the week just got a whole lot worse.

Was sitting here when my phone went - a Cardiff number, which is odd, but I answered.

'Hello,' I said

'Hello' went the person

'This is Karen Field'

'Yes, I know. And you know who this is.'

'No I don't'

'Yes you do.'

In that second I did. It's been three months since I heard that voice - Steve. He's out of prison. He's heading back to Telford. I love the life I have now, I have no wish to ever see him again.

And yes, I'm scared.

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