… at the end of the storm

A mom and son sits next to me and the accent immediately catches my attention.

I pull a Liam James and speak to strangers asking where in the UK they are from. Liverpool. I tried, I really did, but I felt my eyes water all the same.

The only thing that console me about Kev relocating to the UK next month. Annfield.

Hold your head up high and don’t be afraid…

I wish you enough,

Kev’s mom.

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