I was sitting in the lounge, lost in memories, remembering a week or so ago. Christmas was finished, but not everyone had gone back to work. Paul and Mik were both at work, but Leo, the eighteen-year-old from next door, still had a few days off. His company didn’t open until the New Year. I was just getting the bags of shopping from the car; I had been to the sales and bought a few things for us when Leo popped his head o...

I didn’t know what Mik had been up to. He had been keeping out of my way for two weeks now, ever since ‘the incident’. The other week he was out for the whole day, and as we were not really speaking (my choice), I didn’t know where he was. I was seated in the lounge yesterday when Mik entered, placed a cup of tea beside me, and then exited without uttering a word. I also noticed that his laundry was going in the laundry b...

I was at a loose end; Mum wasn't really talking to me after the events of the past weekend; in her eyes, I went too far. Having three mates come around and shag her stupid; perhaps not the best thing I have ever done. In front of Dad, Mum was just the same as usual. When Dad wasn't around, she was reserved; answers were a simple yes or no. There was no conversation. She would rather not stay in the same room as me. There...