Chapter Two
I WAKE UP LATE ON SATURDAY morning. It's already after ten when I open my eyes, and nearer eleven by the time I finish showering and find something to wear. Almost all my clothes are packed, many of them already shipped to my temporary address in Brooklyn. I'm short on wardrobe choices, but manage to dig out a decent pair of jeans and a cropped sweater. Black leather Chelsea boots complete the look. I make sure the b**m Valentine card is safely tucked in the zipped pocket at the side of my bag, then head downstairs to grab a cup of tea. I give my mum a hug from behind as she attacks the house with the vacuum cleaner, her regular weekend ritual. I'm going to miss her, and it's been nice living in a grime-free zone, if only temporarily. I got a pay rise with my promotion – wonde
