' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ''Favourite Photo(For Scarlett)

“I like this photo of me! ” She cradled it happily in her palm. The photo was old and looked sleepy. I could see it dreaming itself. “You’re in it too! ” I looked & couldn’t see me anywhere. Your head had been cut off and most of your eyes (only the lower lashes showed) . Golden curls grew on your shoulders like epaulettes. You wore a lovely smile and nothing much else. “But where am I? ” “That hand is you! ” she smiled her lovely smile. I squinted. A hand all alone spider-like had crept just in to the left hand bottom side of the photo. “Tilly took it when she was two! ”