Last week, I was woken by a frightened child’s voice. “Can you close the fort now, please?” the child said. I jumped out of bed, thinking it was Tabitha woken by a nightmare. But she wasn’t there. No-one was there. A ghost, a past life? I don’t know. I have dreams of World War II. […]
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