Mum Was Adamant: Short Fiction

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Dad died two years ago, so it fell to me to take Mum. I bought the tickets on the EasyJet website just a few weeks before we went. We got a good price — just £150 for the two of us. It was snowing when we landed; a pristine white February morning. It was almost beautiful.

We took a taxi to the hotel, had dinner together, then went to bed. And the following morning I went with her to the clinic. Another taxi…