Tuesday, June 6, 2017. Daily Brit Wit.
BRITISH for sweater.
“You are trembling, not chilled from the window partially opened to vent the paint fumes. No, you’re trembling from the core out, shaken and bewildered. You are no longer conscious of painting the nursery for your sister-in-law. Your fingers spider upward and into jumper sleeves, ghosting along until entangled in grey knitted cable. A box in the corner, hidden by the closet, catches your eyes and it’s a box from your childhood. On top, your baby blanket intertwined with your twin brother’s–the very one your mother spent painstaking moments mending throughout your formative years.”