I smoothed my skirt over my lap and straightened my blouse.
“Is there any point at this hour?” Mum asked.
“Probably not but…
I’ve already dropped ash on your skirt twice.” I said.
“I’m worried I’ll burn it.”
“You won’t if you’re careful,” Mum said.
“And just below the ash off instead of wiping it.” she suggested.
I needed the loo so went indoors anyway.
Mum hollered something about handbags as I tottered through the kitchen to the downstairs loo
. On the way back I grabbed both handbags from the kitchen table before going outside.
“I wasn’t sure if you said yours or mine so I brought both,” I said, passing Mum hers.
“I said both,” Mum replied as she took her handbag from me.
