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Carolyn Jones's avatar

There is an elephant in the room.

They’d attempted to hide it under the rug, but it was far too big. The rug (truth be told) was also far too heavy for the boys to manoeuvre.

“Are we going to talk about it?” Callum asked his older brother.

“No,” James said without looking up

“No, we aren’t. Just don’t look at it.”

Callum turned to the unmoving pile in the corner of the room; at the Doc Martens peeking from beneath the red blanket and obediently turned his head.

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Jack Bush's avatar

A fluffy blanket of stillness embraces us this frosty morning. We cling to this magic-wrapped blanket of misty uncertainty so light can find its way through the dense blanket of our new love. A love promising to defy darkness. A hope warming our private darkness. Joy can shine in the gloomy murky darkness blanketing our hopes. This blanket of promise feels like the warmest blanket on the coldest night.

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