Blackout, Duty free: phone
Dear Diary,
Mum keeps crying but she's pretending she's okay. Dad keeps ringing the house. It's strange because the answer phone keeps saying "This is Carolyn and Arthur, we're not in at the moment please leave a message." and it's in Mum's voice and she sounds happy but she doesn't sound like that in realy life anymore. And Dad always leaves the same message. "It's Gordon, I'm sorry, I was out of line. Please ring me Carolyn." He doesn't sound normal, he sounds sad too. Mum won't tell me what she said to Dad, or what he said back, or what Hayley said. She said she's not sure if she is going to set up a charter air company anymore with G-Erti. She might give her back to Dad. I begged her not to but she just shook her head. I don't know what I'm going to do if I can't be an air steward with Douglas as the pilot and wear my glasses when I give my cabin addresses to at least two passengers. It's so windy outside and I don't want to go to school. It's too cold and it's winter and I don't want to leave Mum by herself. Even if it means I get to see Martin and not eat ham sandwiches. I tried to cheer Mum up by telling her a story and playing her music and telling her about how we could have codes other than Code Red. I even offered to let her wear my Captain's hat, with it's extra gold braid. It didn't work. She's still sad. I wrote Martin a letter about how much I enjoy smuggling chips into school with him at lunch time and how all the bad weather makes me think of Russia and that I want him to be my significant other. I wrote him a letter because I can post it and when I go to the post office I can buy Mum a cherry pie from the supermarket like Martin's mum made for my birthday and maybe that will cheer her up. The letter is in a bright purple envelope and has 'Martin Davenport' written on the front with his address. I'm going to check on Mum before I leave.
Lots of love, Arthur.
Dear Diary,
I think Mum's going to die.
Lots of love, Arthur.
