The Camera Behind the Books
It was Beatrice re-cooking a meal I had made, in front of me, without comment.
It was Brenda’s coffee cups.
It was the fact that by 2024 I could not have a phone call in my own living room without three people going quiet to listen to it.
It was that Beatrice called Daisy sneaky.
Not cruelly, at first.
As an observation, the way you’d say a child was tall. She’s a sneaky one, this one. From about eighteen months old.