“Your mother is holding your hand too tightly. You whimper and cling to her dress, because you know what will happen next. She stares at you, as if she's forgotten how to blink. There's one last glimpse of her face… — Kate Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Your mother is holding your hand too tightly. You whimper and cling to her dress, because you know what will happen next. She stares… — Kate Rhodes Copy Share Image
