"Mummy, Jocasta just threatened to kill me"
"William, your sister’s barely two, she has no interest in fratricide. We talked about this before - stop being such a weed."
11am, page 6 of the Cox & Cox autumn catalogue, second glass of Pinot.
Daddy's affair. Mummy's smarties. William's dolls. Jocasta's cold, dead eyes.
It was all supposed to be so wholesome.
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Friday, 8 August 2008
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