The 3am Shattered Mum's Club by Nina Manning

Author:Nina Manning [Manning, Nina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Boldwood Books

Charley was tucking Otis into the pram, helping them get ready to walk home, when Martina announced that there was an explosion in Jude’s nappy.

‘What! Again?’ Aisha said. The familiar tension that had momentarily faded on their walk was back. ‘I only had one spare suit and Jude has that one on. I can’t walk him back in the pram in just a nappy and blanket, it’s cooler now than when we left.’

‘Don’t worry, girl, I have a spare one – there should be one in the little basket next to my wardrobe. I kept a few of Ruben and Marcel’s suits – it don’t feel two minutes ago they was in nappies.’

Aisha went into Martina’s bedroom. The scent of vanilla was strong and through the thin patterned curtains that were closed bar an inch, the hazy afternoon light cast a streak of light across the room and landed on Martina’s bed. Aisha turned to the wardrobe at the side of the bed, and sure enough, there was the basket of clothes. She picked one Babygro off the top of the pile quickly and spun around to leave, and as she did, the sleeve of her cardigan caught a small bowl, which contained bits of jewellery, on the edge of Martina’s dressing table, sending bits flying everywhere.

‘Shit.’ Aisha fell to her knees and began grabbing at earrings and bracelets that had fallen around the bed and under it. She lay down flat on her front, and it was then that she noticed under the bed an open box stuffed full of white envelopes. She stuck her arm right under the bed and pulled the box closer. The box was full of opened letters, fifty or sixty all addressed to Martina. She pulled one out and read the first few lines. Suddenly, her head began to spin.

‘Aisha, girl, whacha doing? Little man gonna freeze to death here.’

‘Coming. I’m just coming,’ Aisha called and pushed the box back further under the bed. She stood up; the letter she had been reading still grasped in her hand. Without hesitating, she quickly stuffed it into the pocket of her jeans and left the room.

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