“an unexpected family thing” by Sasha at the desk in Swansea


Monday, July 25, 2016
9:27pm
5 minutes
From a text

An unexpected family thing came up and I’m not going to be able to make it. I’m sorry. I really am. Shit, Bette, don’t cry. Are you crying? Please stop crying… Bette, I’m not making excuses. My Ma called and something’s going down at the shop. She needs my help. My Dad’s still in hospital, you know. Stop being so selfish. I really don’t know what to say… Shit, stop crying please. Can you take a friend? Call Lynn and see if she’s – … Oh. I see. Well, what about Donna? Could Donna go? I didn’t know that. When did you have a falling out? Bette. I’m trying my best here, but I’m being pulled in a million different directions and if I had my druthers I would take a hot shower, have a drink and go to bed… Bette? Don’t hang up! Bette. I’m sorry. I really am.

“an unexpected family thing” by Julia on her bed


Monday, July 25, 2016
8:13am
5 minutes
From a text

Annie calls me from the other room to see if I’m awake. I am. But I ignore the ring. Letting it finish its tune before I toss in bed some more to make it seem like I’m still asleep. Annie hasn’t been sleeping well on the couch, even though she says she has been. She makes sad squealing noises throughout the night but doesn’t remember doing it. I know she isn’t well but I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do. I told Jeremiah about it and he told me he needed at least eight hours sleep to get through his day and if he could sleep on the couch, he would. I told Jeremiah I would sleep on the couch if he would let my sister sleep on my side with him in the bed. He looked at me like I had just swallowed too many blue pills. He shook his head slowly from side to side and said, I don’t know, Lisa, I don’t know.
For the first time I wonder if Jeremiah is attracted to Annie. Or if he is trying to assert his power.

“every minute” by Julia on her bed


Sunday, July 24, 2016
11:41am
5 minutes
From a birthday card

I didn’t mean to be rude but I was. I told you I didn’t think it mattered if you lived or died and I see the error of my ways now and how if I were thinking clearly I could have avoided hurting you. I really didn’t mean to. Not that I ever do, but that stuff doesn’t usually make up enough for the other stuff, so I’m sorry. I am. I wasn’t trying to be rude. I think if I could go back in time I would have assessed you differently and I would have made different choices. Maybe I would have asked you what you meant, or asked for clarification before I assumed you were really asking me the question. Of course it matters if you live or die. I mean, every minute of your life is important so don’t get me wrong when I tell you any of this. I should have been more careful.

It’s always my fault, whether I like it or not.

You are valuable. I mean that. I just meant before in the grand scheme of life, that it didn’t matter because nothing matters, because everything matters, but because it’s everything it’s also nothing. Does that make sense? In the grand scheme of things, and things being the world, and the world being life, nothing matters.