It’s Sunday morning, frost frames the windows, and only Dad and I are awake. This is my favourite time of the day; the house feels the right size. Mum’s at work and it’ll be hours before my siblings shuffle up the corridor rubbing sleep from their eyes.

Dad paces around, keen to yank the cord on the lawn mower and let the grass fly.

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