Sitting under my mum’s favourite orange tree, we sheltered in its shade. When my parents Antoinette and Richard moved into their house in 2009, Mum poured her love into the neglected tree.
She proudly shared the fruit with her neighbours, and we often sat under it doing the that’s life! puzzles together.
In 2019, I moved back in with Mum, then 50, and Dad, 60, to give my little boy, Orlando, then six, a better life.
Mum had a heart of gold and was so happy to have us home. She used to like playing games with us. But Dad could have a temper.
An old weatherboard house, it had sunk on one side, and the door frames scraped on the floorboards as they swung open.
It was this sound that woke me every
