Gloria has taken up the greater part of the bed again. I wake to find her splayed out, arms akimbo, one hand as usual gripping her rabbit"s ear. The serene look of the sleeping child reveals no sign of the tantrum she threw the previous afternoon.
She was fractious the moment I returned from Teguise frustrated by the lack of progress, realising as I entered my parents" house that I might as well consider myself a single parent, the sooner to get used to my new and lonely future.
"Where"s Daddy?" Gloria asked, glowering at me, her large brown eyes filled with hurt. I couldn"t contain my own worry a second longer. A single spasm and the tears flowed before I had a chance to hide my face.
Shocked at the sight of me distressed, Gloria ran off to seek comfort in the arms of her grandfather.
