Two things, two simple things could be said of her, and if I told you right now, you wouldn’t believe me.
Truth is, I wouldn’t believe myself, but she saw it. She lived it. She knew it and when the call came in at two in the morning, I knew, she’d caved in.
Two things, two simple things and sometimes, I say ‘if only’ and then at other times I look back and say ‘no way.’
Two things could be said of her and the first and saddest of all was that we all forgot to call her by her name.