Suzanne
“Bunny. I forgot to pack Bunny”, “No sweetie, he’s in your purple suitcase. I packed him for you”, Suzanne says reassuringly to the teary eyed five year old boy in front of her. She is doing all she can to not burst into tears herself; “Remember honey, this won’t be for long okay. I promise-”, “Hurry up Suzanne, we don’t have all day”, Eva yells from the car door which she has been standing beside impatentiently as Suzanne and her son shared their goodbyes. They share one final hug and between sobs, Eden, he son manages to whisper; “I don’t want to go mummy”. I don’t want you to go either baby. That’s what she wants to say. This wasn’t supposed to be the way things happened. This wasn’t the happy ever after life that she had so carefully planned. But, leaving Eden with her here in N
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