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For my mum and my daughters, with my eternal love.
‘I can’t go back to yesterday – I was a different person then.’
Lewis Carroll
London, England
This is the moment I’ve been dreading. It’s time for me to go back. I play with the Triskelion pendant around my neck, my finger rubbing each of the three edges in turn. Father. Mother. Child. I read the email once again.
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