I think mum was as nervous as me. She was flitting around the house doing all kinds of little jobs that she wouldn’t normally do. Straightening this ornament and that, dusting the mirror, re-hanging the coats by the door.
She gave me my handbag and a light jacket to wear and kissed me good luck. Peter was sure to be here any minute now.
When the doorbell rang my heart sank, the butterflies were doing overtime and I felt like running out of the back door. I really couldn’t do this.
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