Conclusion by intuition

May 16, 2018 Barbara Clinton

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EXT. CEMETERY. DAYTIME

Grace has just won the Sculptor of the Year Award for Marble Artz Magazine. Emma is sent to her studio to take photos and write a short profile for the awards night ceremony. This is how the afternoon unfolds.

Emma drives up to the gates of the cemetery where Grace has her office, parks her car, collects her camera equipment from around the car, fixes her hair in the side mirror and walks through the gate. Into the forecourt of the office section and knocks on the door… it is answered by Grace.

Angela

April 29, 2018 Barbara Clinton

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We lived in a flat at the top of a tall Georgian building on Herbert Street in Dublin city centre. The women outside didn’t intrude on my consciousness for a while. We’d been there for a few months before I realised what was going on, but then I began to hear their voices at night-time.

Scarred

March 9, 2018 Barbara Clinton

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I recall my granny’s words the day she was taken into the hospital: “Go up there on that stool and rummage around in the top shelf of the wardrobe.”