Tonight it was me trying to talk on the train. Trying to have a conversation on the phone. Trying to console my mum through the static and the interruptions. Fucking useless signal. Nana died at a quarter to four as I was on my way to the hospital.
© Carlton Reeve 2008
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Im sorry to hear that.
My sincerest condolences to you and your family at this time.
Posted by: The Boy Who Likes To | Friday, 15 December 2006 at 02:22 PM
Oh, Carlton. I am sorry. We are thinking of you.
Posted by: Mrs RW | Tuesday, 19 December 2006 at 05:10 AM
Sorry Carlton. Stand strong. All the best to you and your family.
Posted by: Cliff | Wednesday, 20 December 2006 at 09:57 PM
So sorry to hear your sad news. Thinking of you all. xox.
Posted by: Jon | Thursday, 21 December 2006 at 08:38 AM
It's been a bit miserable, as you would expect, but I've really appreciated your kind words. Thank you. c.
Posted by: Carlton | Saturday, 23 December 2006 at 08:00 PM