We were in a book shop. I leaned across the pram to pick up a book, only to find myself well and truly told off…
"No Mummy. Don’t touch the books. Books are like Nana’s, they are precious…"
Books and Nana’s. The only truly precious things in the world.
How on earth did he know?
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