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Blackout on Audio. Week 16. …a mother is a mother… THE END.

…every candle had burned out… And Bronwen was trapped inside a very strange dream…
They were searching the mountain… for Tessa… And the mountains were so beautiful that they held out their hands to thank the sky because it didn’t matter… if Tessa was not there…
Then John started ringing the bell for last orders and everyone shouted that it wasn’t time yet, John! It was not the right time!
Quick, quick, Rupert was saying, hurry up, please, there’s no more time.  All of us are waiting… Everyone:  except Tessa. God knows where Tessa had gone…
…she better say sorry, ‘cos I’m not fuckin’ sorry… She’ll have a shock now when she hears… Bronwen grinned from ear to ear…
Because one of these days Tessa would have to learn that a mother is a mother and, surely, Tessa must know deep down inside that whatever a mother does is never really wrong?

-THE END-

South Wales, U.K., 2010

Blackout – The Dark Side of the Valleys.
Excerpts from Chapter 40.
97 Second Sample
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Blackout on Audio. Week 15. ‘…kiss your lipstick off…’

“I wish the machines could be off forever, I wish the power never had to come back on… I hate reality. I hate all the light and the noise, I hate being able to see… And I hate myself.”
The fire crackled one last time then died…
“What about kissing?” he said.
“What about kissing?”
“Do you hate kissing?”
He took her hand.
“Don’t you think that kissing is the single most beautiful thing two people can ever do to each other?”
“Yes,” she said, “yes, I do… yes.”

They kissed. They kissed for a long time. They kissed as if they had been waiting to kiss their whole, entire lives…

She watched him close his eyes. She saw the dream inside his head.
“Sam…”
“Yes, Tessa…”
“If I kiss your lipstick off, will you take me to bed?”

Blackout. Week 15.
Excerpt from chapter 37. 101 second sample:
https://soundcloud.com/tracywilliams/kiss-your-lipstick-off-blackout-week-15-serialization