Maybe talking to Henrietta was easy because she reminds Annie of herself. Not Annie as she is now and not even Annie as a naive nineteen-year-old who just wanted to have fun on a Saturday night, but Annie of the long, empty years after she was married. The woman who had lost a sister, married a bully and moved out to suburbia, where she discovered that making herself very small and quiet was the best way to survive. And then one day, many years later, she looked in the mirror and realised that life had silently passed her by. Her grey hair, that ache in her knees, the muffle in her left ear –
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