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She slurred “Oh, Wendy, Wendy, Wendy, it’s so good to hear from you, I’ve missed you, I love you

Instantly I remembered why I had stopped calling and visiting

Dad’s in a home” She dominated the conversation with the force of rapids escaping a snow capped mountain

Dad’s in a home”  Occasionally she acknowledged my presence

You’ve lost your dad, my dad’s in a home”  the last time I visited her,  I’d drunk a glass of wine as she’d necked two bottles, via a glass.

Sober she is capable, beautiful, engaging. I haven’t spent much time with her since returning to the UK in 2007. I’d been living on the memory of our friendship from the last millennium when she only noticeably drank on a Saturday night

Dad’s in a home

Deciding to let the relationship die from neglect, I remembered making that decision several times before. In between, I forget, only remembering the good times we’ve spent together. Then I start to wonder why we’re not still having those good times and I phone her….

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