I was thinking this could be the start of my new novel. What do you guys think? I do write quite slowly which is why there isn't much of it so sorry about that but should be more shortly. I know it needs bulking up a bit but its just the first draft.
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The woman in the photograph was staring back at him, her eyes full of joy. She had in her arms an angel faced new-born that was wrapped in a white hospital sheet, its eyes closed and thin hair still stuck to the top of his head.
A tear escaped Adrian’s eye and flowed down his cheek as he studied the picture. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I wanted to,” the woman next to him said, her voice slowly weakening. “But how could I? I didn’t want to lose you.” Her hand reached over and clutched his, gazing into his eyes.
Adrian returned the stare before ripping his hand away. “That’s bullshit and you know it! You could have told me anytime you liked.”
“Please Adrian just listen to me.” She pleaded, edging closer to him along the sofa. “I’m still your mother.”
His expression changed to a piercing glare. “You’re not though are you? That’s the point. I just can’t believe you’d do this to me, pretending to be my mother. Who gives you the right?” He spat the words out, pointing his finger as if aiming the words like bullets for full impact.
“I did it for you Adrian,” she placed her hand on his knee, “can’t you see that?”
Adrian shot up from the sofa, smacking her hand away for the second time. “You did it for yourself. No-one else!”
“No, no - ” she shook her head, staring up at him. She had her hands clasped together, praying.
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