Certificate 18

Chapter Two: A Crazy Dream

Aunty Joan looked old, impossibly old. She became old overnight when her only child Julian had taken his own life aged just seventeen, that was almost twenty five years ago.

That was the thing about Reading; it was just never quite, and neither could it be, a pleasant place to live.

This could only end in disaster, with her, or perhaps both of them, coming out of it with a broken limb; she thought dancing around the pole naked for him sounded a much better idea.