Lost Time
Louise hummed a light airy tune to mask her mounting anxieties as she went about making the bed in the upstairs guest room, her hands moving with a practised grace as she laid out linen and straightened edges, fluffing pillows and generally just wasting time, allowing her mind to wander as she worked. Today was the day, she knew. The day her daughter, Willow, would be making her first visit back after leaving for college, the first time she’d have seen her in over a year. They had talked plenty and texted more besides during her time away, but given their unique relationship, her daughter’s absence had left a void in Louise’s life that she had struggled to fill with a long list of short lived romances and one night stands. In her youth Louise …